Wolf

She strode out to a clearing From the shadowed canopy Where her bones lay, nurtured in leaf curl, Ancestral paw prints And in that black hush, Her dark tail following like A bush of sage about to burn, Standing with the spirits, snout up An opening along the river, her light Leaned down for a …

Sonnet 2

I went walking To find the listening tree And found my legs too exhausted From carrying tourmaline seeds. An owl asked of me What have you done to understand? I said I’ve been walking through the ocean. With a prayer from the desert. His beak was thick as he said- Chasing the current, floating head- …