"The real trick to life is not to be in the know, but to be in the mystery."
-Fred Alan Wolf

06 April 2018


Chatham, April, n/d


On this back road the land
has the juice taken out of it:

stump fences surrounding nothing
worth their tearing down

by a deserted filling station
a Veedol sign, the rusted hulk

of a a Frazer, "live bait"
on a battered tin.

                        A barn
with half a tobacco ad
owns the greenness of a manure

a half-moon pivy
a rope swinging from an elm.  A

collapsed henhouse, a pump
with the handle up

the orchard with wild tangled branches.

In the far corner of a pasture,
in the shadow of the woodlot
a herd of twenty deer:
                                   three bucks

are showing off --
they mump in turn across the fence,
flanks arch and twist to get higher
in the twilight
as the light filters
through the woods.

Jim Harrison

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