How to See Deer - Poem by Philip Booth
Forget roadside crossings.
Go nowhere with guns.
Go elsewhere your own way,
lonely and wanting. Or
stay and be early:
next to deep woods
inhabit old orchards.
All clearings promise.
Sunrise is good,
and fog before sun.
Expect nothing always;
find your luck slowly.
Wait out the windfall.
Take your good time
to learn to read ferns;
make like a turtle:
downhill toward slow water.
Instructed by heron,
drink the pure silence.
Be compassed by wind.
If you quiver like aspen
trust your quick nature:
let your ear teach you
which way to listen.
You've come to assume
protective color; now
colors reform to
new shapes in your eye.
You've learned by now
to wait without waiting;
as if it were dusk
look into light falling:
in deep relief
things even out. Be
careless of nothing. See
what you see.
Philip Booth
Something for the woods lovers. Something for those who want to be close to nature and have a piece of it on their finger.
This time very intricate resting deer on a starry sky.
Ring fits like a glove and is comfortable like a second skin.
Every deer has his own character and is beautifully made. They are not casts but require a lot of work and attention. Every tiny dot is a one hammer punch.
Handmade soulful piece.
I offer just a bunch of these. First come first serve. 🧡
They will ship in 7 days.
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