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a few excerpts:

THE HARE AND THE MOON

 

“By the full glowing moon, the hare was entranced

as its light shone upon him, he leapt and he danced.

In the daytime his movements were rapid and rushed

but by moonshine were graceful, light-footed and hushed...”

 

“...Amongst dark wooded trunks where small ferrets ran

slept a beautiful doe, whose long ears began

to twitch at the sensing of some far-off sound:

her instinct propelled her, towards it she bound...”

THE FOX HOURS

 

“The foxes have been and the foxes have gone

our lawn is their living room, garden their home...”

 

“...with no sign that their whiskering ever did pass

save a whisper through leaves and a pawprint in grass.”

CRAB    

 

‘sea critter, skittering on a picnicky stretch

stops.  A clay pot atop  crick claws, typing 

its pincery script like rain 

pittering on plasticky macks’

 

 

APPLE 

       

‘sealed in cider-tight skin, they thrum

 and drumroll in the juddering barrel,

 are sucked in the spluttering juice-press’  

 

 

PIG

 

                           ‘...Fattening 

in their sleep, on apple pulp, up-

bucketed and guzzled, they bristle,

hot-breathed, snouting in a heap.’     

 

 

OYSTER  

 

‘This fan of ruffled rock, its frills

  set stiff with salt and time and tide’

 

‘shucked with a slate scrape its seem rips’

 

‘our gullets awash, gulping these

   slippery nuggets of sea-flesh’ 

 

 

 

Poetry

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