Landscape As A Hare

What is the landscape of the hare? Split-lipped, spring heeled child of the air Peat and heather and grass and scree Bounds like the soul of liberty Borna leveret, curled in a form Heartbeat pattering, fur-clad, warm Shy and solitary, amber eyed Wraith in the moonlight, see her glide Then, when the corn is ripe to cut Watch for the flash of the hare's short scut Now she comes as the spirit of grain Bounding out of the sun and rain Ancient creature of lea and wood Long before Abbot and Holy Rood Long eared leapers, of buck and doe Hares were here in the long ago