Contemporary Poetry
1 min
When the Beast Passes Through
Keith Taylor
Woke to snow-light
in our last significant snow
on a quiet day
in a time of quiet days
and tracks in the snow
up from the avenue
fresh tracks
very fresh
canid tracks
but no dog
walks like this
in a straight line
one foot directly
before the last
up and out
toward our neighbors
in our last significant snow
on a quiet day
in a time of quiet days
and tracks in the snow
up from the avenue
fresh tracks
very fresh
canid tracks
but no dog
walks like this
in a straight line
one foot directly
before the last
up and out
toward our neighbors
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