Poetry

Wolf Moon

Yes, another full moon poem!

New Orleans | 35mm film photo by author

the other night was a howler
but this one is meek as a lamb

quiet and warm by the fire
I see that beady eye rising
through the purpling dusk
scratching its back on
the bare tree branches
nipping off bits of bark

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