This poem is very ironic. There are lines that scream irony out. “By glow of the taillight I stumbled back.” (Lines 5-6) The taillight of the vehicle is the only source of light on this dark empty road. Yet it is when there is light upon the situation that the man stumbles. We would usually predict him to stumble in the darkness, but chillingly, we see that as the poem continues along, he operates better in the dark.
The doe was “almost cold,” (Line 7) yet a couple lines later we