Thursday Fox

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A putrescent smell

led my daughter into the garden

where her four year old plays.

 

A dead fox:

couched and crouching,

head on a tussock of grass

as if looking ahead.

 

No visible injury;

poisoned perhaps?

The jaw was eaten

and maggots festooned the tail.

 

Hackney council will take and dispose in an hour.

 

But she dug a garden grave

laid the fox as a foetus

beneath a blanket of earth

with stones above

 

to prevent further violation.

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2 thoughts on “Thursday Fox

  1. How very lovely and gentle, guess this was an urban fox, but sounded like a very natural rural burial! so much better that a harsh unfeeling “urban disposal” —–Pax et Bonum Rita From: Living in the future present To: rita.hills@tiscali.co.uk Sent: Sunday, September 18, 2016 11:06 AM Subject: [New post] Thursday Fox

    John Hodgson posted: ” A putrescent smell led my daughter into the garden where her four year old plays. A dead fox: couched and crouching, head on a tussock of grass as if looking ahead. No visible injury; poisoned perhaps? The jaw was eaten and mag”

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