21

On winter mornings
The candle shows faint markings
Of the teeth of rats.

22

With a twitching nose
A dog reads a telegram
On a wet tree trunk.

24

The webs of spiders
Sticking to my sweaty face
In the dusty woods.

30

A bloody knife blade
Is being licked by a cat
At hog-killing time.

31

In the falling snow
A laughing boy holds out his palms
Until they are white.