The gray young of the year huddle
still under a tender shrub, long ears
at ease along the fur of their dun
backs, dumb as potted soil,
and I think about those precious
creatures of god they are just
staying fresh until a no less innocent
fox can drop its teeth into their necks.
Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 28, Issue 1.
Nat Bottigheimer is an urban planner who works in Trenton, New Jersey. His poetry has appeared in Canary, Poetica, The Journal of New Jersey Poets, and elsewhere, and is forthcoming in the Stillwater Review. Nat is currently enrolled in the low-residency MFA program in creative writing at Bennington College.
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