Before the second lockdown, I spent some Tuesday mornings walking with a group in our local woodlands, fields and lanes. Every week, the group leader planned routes for us to explore. I was delighted to discover new places to enjoy the landscape.
On one of our walks, we stood at the top of a rise and looked over a patchwork of fields. Just at that moment, a herd of adolescent deer came into view, leaping, skipping and chasing each other like schoolchildren at breaktime. I could have stood for hours just watching them, but they disappeared into a copse, and we moved on.
a clash of antlers
before russet turns to brown
Kim M. Russell, 23rd November 2020
My haibun for dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday: Being But Human
I’m hosting Haibun Monday this week, where we are being inspired by one of my all-time favourite poets and writers, Dylan Thomas, and his poem ‘Being But Men’, which is about the sense of wonder of which all human beings are capable, but many just lose in the humdrum of life. This week, we are writing about when we last watched stars, a storm, the sea, an animal, or something else in nature that left us with a sense of wonder.
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