“The Color of Many Deer Running,” by Linda Gregg

This poem thinks that as I grow older I will lose my color. Will turn tan and gray like the deer.

I read “The Color of Many Deer Running” from The Graywolf Silver Anthology (Graywolf, 1999), but of course the poem’s in there because it was in Linda Gregg’s own book, The Sacraments of Desire(Graywolf, 1992) first.