The rain had stopped -
Amongst the trees we saw the deer -
Their beautiful bodies were half masked by bracken -
They turned their heads towards us -
Creatures of twilight and silence -
I thought of Actaeon -
The moonlit nakedness of the Goddess -
The slim youth transformed -
The velvet covered antlers crowning his head -
The cruel hunt through the woods -
The trophy of his heart -
Wednesday 24 April 2019
Arne
Dorset
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