"The Doe Outside Our Back Door" by Martha Silano
The Doe Outside Our Back Door
is chewing with her eyes closed,
spittle dribbling down her chin.
Fearless, her ears two semaphores
signaling calm. Chewing
like a construction worker
holding up a SLOW sign, fur
like mown hay drying in the sun.
My daughter says she must be
a little bit out of her mind,
but so must I, enthralled
by this scruffy ungulate
chewing like a hairdresser
laying down a perm at Hair Today,
Gone Tomorrow, a wash and set
at Curl Up & Dye. Chewing,
by the wild rose and serviceberry,
like she’s lounging on a sofa
in the family den, catching up
on the soaps like a sailor
on the fat of a summer afternoon.
Photo Credit: Staff