Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 16,043 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Snare - Poem by Gert Strydom

Where guinea fowl
nest against the cornfields
and I sometimes saw pheasants,
just on the other side of the tributary,

day after day I found
snares made from fishing gut,
or wire
that was destroying constantly

and I was very angry
when one morning
I found a small duiker there,
with a leg
into which the wire were wringing
and I liberated that small antelope.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 26, 2011


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