Fox Path
Fox Path
She knows the path the fox takes - past the bramble bushes, through the long grass, to the left of the anthill, and under the trees into the copse.
Ash
Alder
Beech
Hazel
Holly
Oak
Her mother is crying in the house. At night, the fox cries too.
She is not afraid of the fox, she fears her mother’s tears.
The path runs along the edge of the field where the fallen tree lies speckled with moss and lichen.
Crow
Jay
Pigeon
Rook
The path leads down to the pond banked with reeds, slippery with mud and the paw-prints of voles.
Coot
Heron
Mallard
The fox does not swim in the pond but stares up at the sky.
Cumulus
Cirrus
Stratus
A small wind shivers the leaves of the alders.
The fox is gone.
Her father is gone but the fox will return and her mother cries in the house.
Daisy
Dandelion
Dog-rose
Glittering like stars, the dew in the long grass.
by Bronwen Griffiths

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