Poem of the Week | Fox by Fionnuala Ní Gheannáin


By Fionnuala Ní Gheannáin


Wintered Fox

Soft fur tufted

Conversation interrupted

Harsh winters slumber pale echo of transitory memory

Juicy carcass

Lush fruit of frosted morn cracks and bursts

In Narrow maw and then

Aware in silence turns – steady – stealth of ages

Juice dripping, swallows, advances, propelled in mind

Soft wet rivers inlaid in white furr’d spindles


Looks golden reflection

Beyond conjoined though

Noiseless, wordless, silent – Fox!


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