Poetry Corner

Who's Howling?

 Yowling

 Or is it growling?

 On a cold moonlit night

 All animals out of sight.

 The piercing howls

 Of a group, or

 Troop of travelers,

 Wolves? No!

 This pitch, not that low,

 Dogs? Not a real bark.

 Hark! Listen.

 Communicating coyotes.

 Lisa dC-Koski


From the February 2006 Finger Lakes Finns Newsletter


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