Another Jim Harrison prompt for Jilly’s days of unreason challenge that rubs my fur up the wrong way. It’s easily done, you might say.
“The world that used to nurse us
now keeps shouting insane instructions.
That’s why I ran to the woods.”
~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason
This world gives us
no nursing, no cradling,
just birth, death,
and in between is life.
That’s all we get,
no running no hiding,
the opt out is for the rich,
the privileged few.
Not for you and I,
the fox in the ploughed field,
the thrush in the shrinking hedge.