Hanging in the shed

Are four dead pheasants and a woodcock

On a makeshift table

Some half-eaten sandwiches and a thermos

A drab green waterproof

Hangs on a nail above some boots and drips

The man sits talking to a friend

And rubbing his damp hair with an old towel

Outside dogs are sniffing around the cars

Ignoring the rain one man is hunched over his ...

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The soft blown snow that fell five days ago

Crisp frozen now by these five frosty nights

Still blankets all the fields and moors to show

Where pheasant clattered off on noisy flights

While footfall of the lesser birds is scribed

Less deep; and here a small bank vole has run;

There passed red fox and rabbit side by side

Though time kept them apart and saved the one

At the wo...

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