Two Rabbits and the Moon By Sara Wright


The Cottontail
watched me
climb
a steep hill
to meet her
at the Cross –
road.

She split the stone.
Datura delusions emerge
from this bloodline.
I stumble
down down down…
Her feet beat
a mourning drum
I’m in free fall.

Tropical mist
chokes mountain air.
What force
can annihilate
this hopeless story?

Both Hares
dead – one murdered,
the other abandoned
by the Moon.


Sara is a naturalist, ethologist ( a person who studies animals in their natural habitats) (former) Jungian Pattern Analyst, and a writer. She publishes her work regularly in a number of different venues and is presently living in Maine.

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Author: Sara Wright

I am a writer and naturalist who lives in a little log cabin by a brook with my two dogs and a ring necked dove named Lily B. I write a naturalist column for a local paper and also publish essays, poems and prose in a number of other publications.

6 thoughts on “Two Rabbits and the Moon By Sara Wright”

  5. Oh, the drought is taking a toll on every living being – just like the fires – too much of latter, too little of the former – Living with extremes takes energy i sometimes no longer have…

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