Molly Fisk: The Fox Laughs at the Hounds
voices chorusing woods and fields, ringing
off the stone walls she runs beside, light
and fleet, silent as new snow falling through
July 3, 2019 · Leave a comment
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voices chorusing woods and fields, ringing
off the stone walls she runs beside, light
and fleet, silent as new snow falling through