FOX NEWS

Our recent trip to the UK was a delight and the vast tracts of open countryside were a refreshing change from the spatial limitations of our small island. 
We enjoyed visiting historic buildings, old churches and characterful villages and relished the chance to encounter wildlife not native to Guernsey. 
Whilst we saw less than we had hoped for, we did experience one close encounter with deer and the daily presence of spectacular Red Kites, in both Monmouthshire and the Cotswolds.
We twice encountered a fox. Within minutes of our disembarking the ferry at Poole and again, two months later, as we drove to the port for our return journey.  
Could it have been the same fellow?
Lean, watchful but largely unconcerned, he glanced at us and hurried on. He had the look of a fallen prince about him and we wished him well.

 








FOX

Fox, on the grass, swept before his brush
as though his threadbare shape were rubbish,
hurries then pauses, 
scenting what?

Man, of course,
whose heavy boots 
tramped that way this afternoon,
bearing his entitlement
like a weapon.