July 1, 2011 § Leave a comment
Aim the camera like a gun, hunter’s gun, artist’s gun, capture nature.
Snap of twig, twigs snap, snapping shakes.
Deer Dash Regroup Repeat
Release pressure slowly as to hold their attention.
They are sensitive to a raised arm or sharp sound.
Foraging in the snow, small groups spread across distance.
At each relay
The stags hold the fort
Fortify, fortification, fall back, line of defence
No man left behind.
I trace them through the snow,
Hoof Heel Boot Feet Foot
F L T T T
T of the twigs under foot.
And then at last they break into open dash.
Thirty at least, pelts pelting over open terrain, clearing clearing in seconds flat.
Lost to sight
Lost to lens
My walk ends.