What Wolves Read
The posture of packmates:
ears, tail, stance, glance.
Traces of prospective prey:
spoor, scent, scuffle, scratch.
Paths to the spirit world:
wind, water, wolf star, moon.
When a path opens, they howl
at wraiths they cannot touch:
lost ancestors loping soundless
across a shadow grassland
cowboys slouched in the saddle,
women with babies on their back
and buffalo, unnumbered buffalo,
broad-backed, bounteous, toothsome
huge herds flowing like rivers
to some far and sundered sea.
