-The Drinking, Drooling Deer-
The drinking, drooling deer are a triad
& in perfect harmony any
Two move.
Descending brown stalks in an effort's body
To stay in effortless care, to imagine
--
Warm deer in a warning clearing, drinking the cool pools there.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| -Editor and Chief- | 0 | 09/28/2010 |
| -Age Visits That's Mule Made- | 0 | 09/28/2010 |
| -The Drinking, Drooling Deer- | 0 | 09/28/2010 |
| -When Said, "Cup", "Fish", and "Clover"- | 0 | 09/28/2010 |
| -Preying- | 1 | 08/30/2010 |
| -Foothold Pigeon Holed- | 0 | 08/30/2010 |
| -Donovan's Proem- | 0 | 08/30/2010 |
| -The Fear That Is and the Fear That Is a Mosaic- | 0 | 08/30/2010 |
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