Without Seeing The Foxes, I Do Not Feel It Good Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
Without Seeing The Foxes, I Do Not Feel It Good
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The foxes,
small and slipping
and hiding in
and around
into the bushes
or the holes,
the small-tailed
and bushy
with the pointed ears
and glaring eyes,
the foxes,
brown foxes
slipping by,
gliding fast.
Sunday, January 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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