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Three Deer

October 27, 2009
By DanaJae SILVER, Highland Park, Illinois
DanaJae SILVER, Highland Park, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
But we were born of risen apes, not fallen angels, and the apes were armed killers besides. And so what shall we wonder at? Our murders and massacres and missiles, and our irreconcilable regiments? Or our treaties whatever they may be worth; our symphonies however seldom they may be played; our peaceful acres, however frequently they may be converted into battlefields; our dreams however rarely they may be accomplished. The miracle of man is not how far he has sunk but how magnificently he has risen. We are known among the stars by our poems, not our corpses.

Had the blood always been pulsing so loudly in my ears?
Walking so caught in daily routine that the sheer size and presence of life
With blank brown eyes and soft form muted in the thick green fescue grove
A deer a little too close to the sidewalk
It shouldn’t be that close to a house.
Should I be more frightened?
I don’t think, look into its eyes, reevaluate and look down.
Miraculously, I’m still moving.
Thank you, feet.
Look back. How can I not?
Oh lord, another one appears.
Step forward and like a magic trick
A third seeps forth between the trees
A hologram
Step this way, step that way
3-D! So life-like!
The soft and real and staring and big
That stood and glanced at me while I walked away
So caught up in where I should be going.
Hey, I noticed them.

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