RABBIT- ZOOLOGIST VERDS the relics of the battle

the relics of the battle resurface

creamy white florals emerge

gives light the chance to slip in a few piercing rays

Titled The Queen of Spades

the scent settles into a desirable

RABBIT- ZOOLOGIST VERDS the relics of the battleTonight the air is green with clover, with hay and little tufts of grass carried by the breeze, of unstable earth, of dusty mysteries of rabbits digging tunnels in the dark. They stray through the meadow, sniffing the wind, a bouquet of violets. They leap in twos or threes, their shadows with cottony tails. Or they freeze when something feathered screams in the distance. They stand up like tufted stones. But now, the night grows soft again and sweet