Tag: wildness


Hunger

Black bear
How could it be
this powerful, this animal, or
how did I not know of it
till now? There are many monsters,
many types
of people—I've never understood

vampires with their stable schedules
of predation, zombies moaning for brains
right out in public, recognizable,
ghosts no longer blooded, living …
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The Wordless Place

On good mornings, I wake
and start with faithful work
to build the wordless place:
two mugs of coffee, two slabs of butter,
cushioned space where a body
can recognize itself.

I do not think
therefore I am not
a hero or a failure
or a laborer
or a mind …
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Foxwalk

This hippie homesteader
I saw on a DVD
keeps some woods
on the edge of his farm
partly for hunting and foraging
but mostly—mostly he steps
out toes first, foxlike,
to his sitting spot
where he cups his hands around his ears
and waits for the wilderness
to relax …
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