Just Before the Hunt
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The trails of the Ridges today
are replete with hoofprints,
tiny mirrored crescents and
larger, deeper twin impressions.
Silence, but for birdcall,
veils the lacy cedars.
How many, I wonder, of the mark-makers
will no longer be with us tomorrow
when the veil is rent
by rifle fire.