Commentary on nature and human nature. The title stems from my disdain for the romantic obsession with "sense of place." Timing, on the other hand, is everything.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Rut
The asymmetry of antlers Doesn't bother the caribou At peace with imperfection. A worn pointer, A broken rack, It doesn't matter. No mirrors to reveal deficiencies, The girls know no better.
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