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Ruth Padel
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That fox you didn’t know you hadIn your front garden
Is craning his velour neck
From the hedge at two in the morning
To see what he doesn\'t often get a glimpse of,
That moonspark
On a glass of Scotch
He doesn’t often smell
Being more at home with fish-heads
And the rinds of Emmental:
Identifying, to his fox-astonishment,
A tumbler doing the rounds of his own beat
About heart-height in the dark.
© 1998, Ruth Padel
From: Rembrandt Would Have Loved You
Publisher: Chatto & Windus, London
From: Rembrandt Would Have Loved You
Publisher: Chatto & Windus, London
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That fox you didn’t know you hadIn your front garden
Is craning his velour neck
From the hedge at two in the morning
To see what he doesn\'t often get a glimpse of,
That moonspark
On a glass of Scotch
He doesn’t often smell
Being more at home with fish-heads
And the rinds of Emmental:
Identifying, to his fox-astonishment,
A tumbler doing the rounds of his own beat
About heart-height in the dark.
From: Rembrandt Would Have Loved You
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