The Hare

Toby Litt

For some little while now I have been chasing a hare—buck or doe, I do not know; never yet have I managed to come close enough to check. It is lanky, manky, and quite as rapid as its name. This past month I have pursued the hare through a gallery, my memory, some postcards and a half-dozen books. …

Field Study
After Caravaggio's Sacrifice of Isaac