Ted Hughes – The Thought Fox

I imagine this midnight moment’s forest:  Something else is alive  Beside the clock’s loneliness  And this blank page where my fingers move.    Through the window I see no star:  Something more near  Though deeper within darkness  Is entering the loneliness:  Cold, delicately as the dark snow,  A fox’s nose touches twig, leaf;  Two eyes …

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