near Wells River

near Wells River

 

 

 

an old dirt road in Vermont

gray fox struts across

barely noticing us

 

an old sly fox

lying in-between the sheets of life and death

barely noticing us

 

he has walked his roads

they lean upward

he spreads his wings

 

foxes can fly..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/6/17

Reviews

[MsJewel]

Your creativity amazes me... the last line..foxes can fly gave me goosebumps. Exceptional writing Jacob and always a pleasure to read :) Julie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Julie.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This has again a stark feel to it as the opening stanza sets a scene of a quiet, tranquil backwater and the fox going unmolested about his stealthy business. The entry of a deathbed scene where the main character is described as a fox who hardly notices us is perhaps a reference to someone who did their own thing and their escape into death cannot be a relief as they escape unchallenged into the flight of the dead.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love the insights here...thank you, John.

j.