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Fields Landing, California: photo by Christopher Hall, 19 April 2014
Why me?
I asked.
I asked.
I hadn't ever requested that.
Easter came and went.
The negative thoughts passed
and were replaced
by fresh negative thoughts
popping up
much as blossoms, to mark
the season
of renewal.
.
Two weeks went by
but little changed. The rain
ended, the city
deer grew thirsty
again. A Saturday
morning, broad daylight, traffic
mayhem as ever
on Marin. Then I saw her.
A bold doe
with fawns in tow
anxiously prancing
across Colusa
in the middle of the lethal
vehicular stream
at the corner where
the Jetta whacked me.
A few hours later
she was back on her own
standing on hind legs
pushing with front
on a sapling
so that it bent low
enough for nibbling.
El Cerrito, California: photo by Christopher Hall, 17 October 2009
Death in San Geronimo. Road-killed deer, San Geronimo, California: photo by Christopher Hall, 27 September 2009