Natural Law
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On a blue-green lake in the first acute angles of spring,
we set our nets, illegal as incest,
take quite more than our share—
a lesson to others
on evolution.
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When the summer green acres are ripe, we light our fires
at one-mile intervals across the scorched
dry forests—jack pines
will later germinate
in the ashes.
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Then in autumn's arrogant display at death we hunt
the deer together, never touching
the lovely corpses—
rotting enriches
the soil.
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When winter comes we are at rest
And love all night in the white waste of each other.