There, beyond the fence linesamid the birch and firsI find my breath Does graze, and fawns skipas if they are childrenchasing butterflies An abundance of harmony,ego leads me to believe,but it is only denial The bulldozer snortsand rumbles into view,deer and I lifting heads Tails raised, the four-legged scatter,hide themselves within the brush –Is such […]

Oh, Fences