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Apr.26.2010
Weeks of waiting and then we see him, red fox in the mare’s pasture, his tail a rich plume of flame, fully suspended behind him. In no great hurry he wanders the perimeter, cub-like in his trust and why not? The mares care so little as to never lift their heads, the two of them intently grazing....
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Mar.24.2010
Our third blizzard. The horse waits by the pasture fence for the car to pull in, but it won't, not for days. He has plenty of grain and sheaves of hay, good enough. Still I see him in the mind's eye. His eyes scan mine mid-day as I stare out at the hurrying snow. It's not the beet pulp he cares for...
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About Catherine
Catherine Staples grew up in Dover, Massachusetts and still spends part of each summer on Cape Cod. Her poems have appeared in Prairie Schooner, The Southern Review, Third Coast, Commonweal, The Michigan Quarterly Review, and others; new poems are forthcoming...
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