A Surprise in the Peninsula by Fleur Adcock | Poems Rethabile Likes
A Surprise in the Peninsula by Fleur Adcock | Poems Rethabile Likes A Surprise in the Peninsula by Fleur Adcock When I came in that night I found the skin of a dog stretched flat and nailed upon my wall between the two windows. It seemed freshly killed – there was blood at the edges. Not my dog: I have never owned one, I rather dislike them. (Perhaps whoever did it knew that.) It was a light brown dog, with smooth hair; no head, but the tail still remained. On the flat surface of the pelt was branded the outline of the peninsula, singed in thick black strokes into the fur: a coarse map. The position ...