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  • Predator

    Predator

     

    I wait. Body still, eyes scanning

    timber shaped onto meadow

    across long shadows. Watching.

     

    Behind, bare trees merge in

    to ochre, caramel, cinnamon.

    I wait. Body still, eyes scanning

     

    until, with a flick, a lift, a sweeping

    of long limbs; I shift down the line

    across long shadows. Watching

     

    the way neighbours gather to begin

    a fresh survey of the butchers’ ground.

    I wait. Body still, eyes scanning

     

    beyond sunlight steadily rising

    as amber, saffron, yarrow beams

    across long shadows. Watching.

     

    From the field beyond, a lonely figure

    emerges oblivious to another presence.

    I wait. Body still, eyes scanning

    across long shadows. Watching.



    2.2.22

     

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