Fall 2013 • Vol. XXXV No. 4 Poetry |

take a deer

accelerating on an upgrade—looking straight ahead at a bend in the road with half a mind on the limited visibility of a blind curve —braking in time—take a deer—face to face—seen seeing— startle it crossing—gripped to its panic its reaction will also have its limits—either it will freeze to some invisibility of stillness or scramble up the bank for all it's worth the ten meters or so into the first loose tangles of a windbreak—where it will turn in scattered shadows to look back over the litter of brute movement but either way—it will suspend whatever it intended doing— renewing its routine to paths of apples or beds on the nested frost —it will stand in its track and hold its ground—and stare a moment at whatever it was that came over the rise of a road pausing as well ruminant to ruminant—womb with seed—the belly of a motor idling each of us idle—distracted by a concentration defying recognition

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Roger Desy works a small body of poems until they work themselves. While we’re born and will die on this planet, our relation to it is intimate. He taught literature and creative writing, edited technical manuals, helped set up a neglected one-room schoolhouse as a venue for readings/music/community programs, raised a family that now raises itself, and “learned cat” from the sweetest tabby that ever adopted one of our kind. A few poems are in Cider Press Review, Kenyon Review, Mid-American Review, Midwest Quarterly, Poet Lore, and South Carolina Review.

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