어둠 속의 여행/ 윌리엄 스태퍼드
Travelling Through the Dark William Stafford Travelling through the dark I found a deer dead on the edge of the Wilson River road. It is usually best to roll them into the canyon: that road is narrow; to swerve might make more dead. By glow of the tail-light I stumbled back of the car and stood by the heap, a doe, a recent killing; she had stiffened already, almost cold. I drag..