...waiting alive, still, never to be born. Beside that mountain road, I hesitated. The car aimed ahead at lowered parking lights under the hood purred the steady...could hear the wilderness listen. I thought hard for all of us, my only swerving, and then pushed her over the edge into the river. The wilderness listens...

...waiting alive, still, never to be born. Beside that mountain road, I hesitated. The car aimed ahead at lowered parking lights under the hood purred the steady...of the warm exhaust turning red. Around our group, 1 could hear the wilderness listen. I thought hard for all of us, my only swerving, and then pushed...

...brought me the reason — her side was warm; her fawn lay there waiting, alive, still, never to be born. Beside that mountain road I hesitated. The car aimed...of the warm exhaust turning red; around our group 1 could hear the wilderness listen. I thought hard for us all — my only swerving — , then pushed...

...brought me the reason— her side was warm; her fawn lay there waiting, alive, still, never to be born. Beside that mountain road I hesitated. The car aimed...hear the wilderness listen. I thought hard for us all—my only swerving—, then pushed her over the edge into the river. THE RESCUED YEAR Take a model...

...term "hesitation" — one hesitates before God because one fears what one might do. Stafford tells us, "I stood in the glare of the warm exhaust turning...around our group I could hear the wilderness listen" (15-16). In a Christian context the "wilderness" in this line belongs to Satan. It is his domain because...

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