1
I thought I saw a deer
where one had appeared
before, the ghost of that
moment still present.
where one had appeared
before, the ghost of that
moment still present.
2
The raucous harmony
of caw caw
disturbed everything.
3
If you have not been
in the woods when sunlight
strikes frosted leaves,
no one can tell you what
you've missed.
4
A deer stands still
until it moves;
how long means nothing.
5
Look into the sun
and tell me
the virtue of light.
6
In hunting, things
have to be a certain way
and you have to be ready;
the same is true
when you're not hunting.
7
One doe, two bucks,
five turkeys. When
they showed, where
they were, how they
didn't see me --
I've taken it in.
8
The fallen leaf moved
across the ground
then stopped
as the breeze continued.
9
The falling leaves fool
me; I smile,
listen again.
10
Nearly all the leaves
are down; you'd
think I'd hear
better than I do.
11
The bed of love
is the holy of holies--
we've always known that.
of caw caw
disturbed everything.
3
If you have not been
in the woods when sunlight
strikes frosted leaves,
no one can tell you what
you've missed.
4
A deer stands still
until it moves;
how long means nothing.
5
Look into the sun
and tell me
the virtue of light.
6
In hunting, things
have to be a certain way
and you have to be ready;
the same is true
when you're not hunting.
7
One doe, two bucks,
five turkeys. When
they showed, where
they were, how they
didn't see me --
I've taken it in.
8
The fallen leaf moved
across the ground
then stopped
as the breeze continued.
9
The falling leaves fool
me; I smile,
listen again.
10
Nearly all the leaves
are down; you'd
think I'd hear
better than I do.
11
The bed of love
is the holy of holies--
we've always known that.
-Byron Hoot
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