The last wolf hurried toward me
through the ruined city
and I heard his baying echoes
down the steep smashed warrens
of Montgomery Street and past
the ruby-crowned highrises
left standing
their lighted elevators useless
Passing the flicking red and green
of traffic signals
baying his way eastward
in the mystery of his wild loping gait
closer the sounds in the deadly night
through clutter and rubble of quiet blocks
I hear his voice ascending the hill
and at last his low whine as he came
floor by empty floor to the room
where I sat
in my narrow bed looking west, waiting
I heard him snuffle at the door and
I watched
He trotted across the floor
he laid his long gray muzzle
on the spare white spread
and his eyes burned yellow
his small dotted eyebrows quivered
Yes, I said.
I know what they have done.
Copyright ©: Mary TallMountain
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Dug-Out by Siegfried Sassoon
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- Кондратий Рылеев – Песня (Кто сколько ни хлопочет)
- The Black Shawl poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Corn by Sidney Lanier
- Elixer Vitæ poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Trio Of Love Songs by Sylvia Plath
- Love’s Harvest poem – Alfred Austin
- An Eccho by William Alexander
- On Time poem – John Milton poems
- Robert Burns: The Slave’s Lament:
- Medallion by Sylvia Plath
- The Poplars by William Barnes
- Владимир Степанов – Воробей
- To Joanna by William Wordsworth
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