Monday, 16 July 2012

For You, At Last

Catch the hare by the hind legs
As it darts up towards the rising sun.

Once harried and hard-pressed,
A breast unhung from the tree.
   
Replenished, with a full head of hair
Staring confidently towards the camera.


    - c. h., 16th November 2018




as part of The Hoopoe, from The Prayer & Profanity Of HOWARD COWARD
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