Day 30 of Poetry Month - April 2016
Today's the last day of Poetry month for another year. I'll still be posting, just not as often, in the future.
Clear Night – Wolves
For Robert
For Robert
Still
abstract.
Dark pack, canis lupus,
screened by slender strokes of twenty
feeble saplings, show no fear, but look at
you
directly,
sense presence, but cannot make you out,
show respect to an equal member.
Now they know,
abstract.
Dark pack, canis lupus,
screened by slender strokes of twenty
feeble saplings, show no fear, but look at
you
directly,
sense presence, but cannot make you out,
show respect to an equal member.
Now they know,
they melt away.
© Catherine Woods 2000
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