Mink
for Philip Larkin A mink, jittery, neckless, serpentine, ransacks the shore three times an hour. A flash, frog-belly white – devoured. “Your blood is yours, your blood is mine.” Mucky scurf, planetary...
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Four otters forage together the length of Lily Pond, spines pouring under then heads-up, jaws shearing and crushing frogs, minnows, pollywogs, crayfish, diving again. They call to each other as I watch...
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