Black shadow at the forest edge
grows and deepens
darkens to a thicker ink
begins to quiver
moving now into the meadow
a black wolf emerges
from my imagination
returning to the shadows
This is probably the last wolf video for a while – but not the last wolf poem. Wolves are on the brain now, with hunting in Montana and Idaho. Hope you don’t mind.
The “coming” in this poem is not on video. I saw it, though, and it was just as I have always imagined (a wolf behind every shadow). The “going” is on the video.
roaming free, minding their own business, preying on the diseased and weak (not like a trophy hunter), and generally helping the ecosystem return to a normal balance – what could be wrong with that? Thank you, dear friend!
If only this was for all Wolves
to roam and to be free from hunters…
A very nice posting Monica and thank
you for sharing this one with us all 🙂 🙂
Dear Talia, Such a beautifully-textured comment! Do enjoy the process of preparing – a set of poems? – for publication. That will keep you happily busy. Lovely to think about the garden, too. Thanks for taking the time to visit, and please keep me posted on your efforts.
You have very good eyes, Wath. He did have a collar on. In my experience, the wolves who have allowed themselves to be viewed close up and for longer periods have been collared. Instead of fearing humans more after that process, wolves seem more acclimated. First we encourage them to show up for viewing and then we hunt them (not in the parks, of course).
This remains me of someone I know. Someone who has returned to the shadows and lives in land of dreams. Such is the nature of a wounded wolf. I will try to keep in contact as and when but am beginning to build a porfolio with publication in mind.
Take care my friend. I do think of you when I sit in my garden and watch the clematis climbing.
It is amazing how animals can appear out of shadows.
He was coming down a well worn path in that field and seemed real proud of his territory!
Was that wolf being monitored somehow?
It looks like he has a collar on.
Dear Laz, Thank you so much!
Such a lovely comment – thank you, Bluebee
Beautiful, Monica !
I enjoyed so much..
Peace to you,
Reading The Coming is like watching an artist sketch, Monica – the picture emerges before ones eyes – and your lovely haiku creates the finishing touches in The Going
Hi Josh, Just a few – some close up both from the road and in the backcountry, some far away from the road. The backcountry encounters tend to be longer and very thrilling – but they all are! I’ve never gotten to watch a wolf go about his business in this extended way before – usually they are very curious, interested, wary – but they’re on their way to something else. When they take the time to stop and look you in the eyes, that’s transporting!
Oh, good! I like your new gravatar, too Sandy.
How many wolf sightings have you had in Yellowstone?
NIce! Now he is in my imagination!
Dear Pen – thank you – yes, such magic
The proud Wolf, head high, ever watchful, Monica, truly a wonderful sight and it was an honour to see him…. As you so rightly say in The Going, satiating dreams…., and your words again add to the whole experience… Many thanks for sharing this magical moment caught forever… xPenx
Dear Zum, Thank you, and I look forward to spending more time at your blog.
Very nicely done!