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In The Middle Of November

How can one day hold both
terrorists in Paris
and the six-point buck
eating our windfall apples

Handsome and so tame,
or such a glutton
or so sure of himself
he barely glances up
as I walk towards him

Somehow, this moment exists
here, in the midst of hunting season

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  1. You have artistically blended tender and powerful!


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