Monday, August 10, 2020

Under the weeping willow's tresses by Zebulon Huset

the doe's white tail tucked
under her camouflaged hind

three fawns curled into
slowly baking cookies
their panting pink tongues
tasting brook-cooled wind

overheated midges float
the zephyrs more than fly

beneath the khaki crab grass
earthworms sit in stasis

the waking world
waiting on sundown



Zebulon Huset is a teacher, writer and photographer living in San Diego. His writing has recently appeared in Meridian, The Southern Review, Fence, Rosebud, Atlanta Review & Texas Review among others. He publishes a writing prompt blog Notebooking Daily and edits the journal Coastal Shelf.

3 comments:

  1. Beautiful. I love "fawns curled into / slowly baking cookies"

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  2. Terrific music in this line: "beneath the khaki crab grass
    earthworms sit in stasis"

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