of fallen limb
harbors
the den's dark entrance from the
fury of the storm
the eyes of the fox
peering out, the first
portentous snow of the
volatile winter.
~ Laurence Overmire
(Previously published in Nomad's Choir, Vol.22, Issue 4, Fall 2014)
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