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This poem is taken from PN Review 277, Volume 50 Number 5, May - June 2024.

Ingarani / England
Five poems, from Buxton, Rye, Lewes and Little Tew
Gregory O'Brien

What if the distances
between towns
were measured
in foxes

as they are
in Charlbury,
a considerable skulk
from here

the woods also
measured in foxes,
hours calculated
in fox-hours,

elevation in
fox-height. The day’s mischief
a rare sheepskin.
A hound population means

fewer foxes – an alternative

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