This poem is taken from PN Review 278, Volume 50 Number 6, July - August 2024.
Poems
Luck
Luckily
the wolf is inside
when the bird
comes to splash about
in what has become
a birdbath.
‘Peter and the Wolf’
was childhood.
A bird, a boy,
a wolf. Somewhere
from deep in the forest
the horns sounded
warning.
Just like the song,
the kookaburra sits
in the old oak tree.
Each morning begins
with its long, wild
laugh.
Mountain
...
Luckily
the wolf is inside
when the bird
comes to splash about
in what has become
a birdbath.
‘Peter and the Wolf’
was childhood.
A bird, a boy,
a wolf. Somewhere
from deep in the forest
the horns sounded
warning.
Just like the song,
the kookaburra sits
in the old oak tree.
Each morning begins
with its long, wild
laugh.
Mountain
...
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