Love me.

The poem

My poem,my world

THE FOX
Did we live lightly then?
Twice we've seen the fox,
the flash of red
that leaps
the weed and brush,and
after-image grey,

then blank,then gone
delight cannot be sought
or pleasure thought
or joy re-caught
but twice we saw the fox,not once,
and knew his fear of us

Step in time,love,step in time,
live inside the morning
twice we saw the fox,not once,
and knew his fear of us

By Susan Stewart

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