MAGICIANS

The doe steps out of the woods

Sees me then stops

And watches

I stop and wave her forward

As if deer knew “go” signs

And I watch

 

The doe steps across the path

Stares me down

And waits

I think—You are safe

(As if deer can read minds)

And I wait

 

The doe’s white tail twitches

And out steps her fawn

And I watch the spotted child

Play-prance on the path

Nuzzle its tender mother

Their shuddery bodies wed

 

And they vanish

 

 

 

 

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