I saw a hare.

or four hares

or the same hare four times.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter other than that for

four moments I stood and stared

as the long legged, lithe being

stopped it’s sprint to look back at me,

it’s yellow coat streaked black like corn against a crepuscular sky

as the dusk settled

as damp dawn rose cloaked in mist,

we two shared stares, unstartled

unhurried, satisfied at what was sniffed

the hare loped into the long grass to carry on with who knows what

and I watched after it,



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