Fawn

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

Your spotted back fits well
in the dappled light of the wood 

as you wait utterly still
for the night and her returning.

4 Comments

Filed under Ethel Mortenson Davis, poems, Poetry

4 responses to “Fawn

  1. Oh … superb Ethel! And that hint of anxiety or danger in the waiting … !

  2. Coming from you, I’m honored. Ethel.

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