Nature
A Doe at Evening
From Look! We Have Come Through! (1917)
As I went through the marshes
a doe sprang out of the corn
and flashed up the hill-side
leaving her fawn.
On the sky-line
she moved round to watch,
she pricked a fine black blotch
on the sky.
I looked at her
and felt her watching;
I became a strange being.
Still, I had my right to be there with her,
Her nimble shadow trotting
along the sky-line, she
put back her fine, level-balanced head.
And I knew her.
Ah yes, being male, is not my head hard-balanced,
antlered?
Are not my haunches light?
Has she not fled on the same wind with me?
Does not my fear cover her fear?
Codex Note
A doe springs from the corn and flashes up the hillside, leaving her fawn. 'Does not my fear cover her fear?'
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MLA
Lawrence, D. H. “A Doe at Evening.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lawrence/34/.
Chicago
Lawrence, D. H. “A Doe at Evening.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lawrence/34/.
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