Can we judge animals? Do we know, for our animal part, what moves them? Is our relationship with time-space comparable to theirs? The Deer´s Houses propouse these questions and other similar ones, placing ourselves in front of different mirrors. The most unusual facets of fleeting responses appear, which blind and amaze. This long-winded poem is the creation of a self that names, but is that self the other? Is that other the landscape which, at the same time, is life? And life, is it the verticality of the tree that sings from the roots? Or is it itinerant, like the antlers of a deer, the space where the writer lives?