As I’ve arrived home
in the evenings lately,
a pair of rabbits are sometimes out
in the next door field,
near the same spot, the center of things,
among clover islands
and where the hard rains gather up
into a tiny temporary pond.
There is no cover out there.
Safety is a goodly sprint off
to the wood lines.
They show little sign of nervousness.
They ignore the highway traffic up the hill
as we’ve managed to do.
They seem to have learned
to mostly ignore us as well, as our kind
so often does the surrounding world.
But learning comfort is a deadly thing.
Turkey buzzards are circle up
just over the hill this evening,
over the traffic thermals.
They light and blend with tree shadow,
and rumor has it they’ve long known
the power of metaphor.
Larry D. Thacker’s poetry is in over 150 publications including Spillway, Still: The Journal, Valparaiso Poetry Review, Poetry South, The Southern Poetry Anthology, The American Journal of Poetry, Illuminations Literary Magazine, and Appalachian Heritage. His books include three full poetry collections, Drifting in Awe, Grave Robber Confessional, and Feasts of Evasion, two chapbooks, Voice Hunting and Memory Train, as well as the folk history, Mountain Mysteries: The Mystic Traditions of Appalachia. His fourth full poetry collection, Gateless Menagerie, is forthcoming from Unsolicited Press. His MFA in poetry and fiction is earned from West Virginia Wesleyan College. Visit his website at: http://www.larrydthacker.com
Larry Thacker recommends Ron Houchin’s poem “The Original Album” in Galway Review.