M L Brown

by M. L. Brown


At the meadow’s edge the trees

will not stop talking.

They have so much to say about that space

too broad for them to touch across.

A fox, open in the grass,

offers a target.

The branches set to clacking. Birds

unroost, but don’t give a song.

They are not hens,
but watch the fox,

its attention fixed on a small hole,

dark tunnel running underground.

The field holds just the fox.

The trees turn inward,

rumor root to root.

A ruckus of boots through dead leaves.

The fox is just an empty field.


Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 23, Issue 3.

M L Brown M. L. Brown is the author of Call It Mist, winner of the 2018 Three Mile Harbor Press Book Prize. She is also the author of Drought, winner of the Claudia Emerson Chapbook award. Her work has appeared in Valparaiso Poetry Review, Prairie Schooner, Blackbird, and Tinderbox among other journals and anthologies.

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