by Jason Bolles
(montana poet +1943)
A flake of moon in a speckle of fire,
Lighting a barren lea:
And out of the shadows a goblin choir
Singing a ghostly glee:
rrrrooooo
Now a single voice in a mellow yell;
Hark to the flirt and fleer!
Now hark to the ravening chorus swell
The wild cadenza of fear:
rr rk rr
rooeeeyihyihyihrrr
'Rroyo and rimrock, bench and butte,
Pale in a whey of light,
While the voice of a mad, insouciant brute
Sings in the sage-sweet night:
eee
ed. jdh
we've been hearing
ReplyDeletea lot of coyotes lately
a band of them
seems to have congregated again
just beyond our backyard
i love this poem's
coyote spelling