Saturday, August 24, 2013
Island Poem 7: Bear
More myth than thing
Even here, among eagles,
They are the ghosts
In stories and sounds.
I did see one once,
I saw it swimming
(Swimming!)
From island to shore
It shook itself dry.
They shot that one.
It got too close to a cabin,
They do that, I guess,
We do fear the ghosts
When they get too near.
