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“A Couple of Meetings” by Marge Piercy
Last russet afternoon I came upon
a doe and she permitted me.
I remained still and so did she.
Then she resumed nibbling birch
leaves while I spent all my patience
watching. At twilight I met
a fox all ruddy and twitching
her plumy tail. She was about
to pounce on an invisible mouse,
then carry it off in her teeth.
When I am accepted by the others
the pure ones who have never
destroyed the moist green world
it is what I know of prayer. Amein.