The Rabbit Near the Driveway – a poem by Janet Krauss

The Rabbit Near the Driveway



If I had not turned my head,
I would not have seen you
clothed in the shade of twilight.
Soon night will escort you
beneath its coat unto the safety
of where you will burrow in sleep.
For now you have strayed
from home as you nuzzle grass,
a pine needle, a piece of bark.
We look at each other,
we do not move from each other’s sight.
Trust rests on the stillness of time
we have strung between us
for a moment.

Janet Krauss, who has two books of poetry published, Borrowed Scenery, Yuganta Press, and Through the Trees of Autumn, Spartina Press, has recently retired from teaching English at Fairfield University. Her mission is to help and guide Bridgeport’s  young children through her teaching creative writing, leading book clubs and reading to and engaging a kindergarten class. As a poet, she co-directs the poetry program of the Black Rock Art Guild.