Before The Blue Moon

by Thomas Griffin

Full moon surrounded by clouds.

The night before the August blue moon

    howling with coyotes on Putney Mtn

                          warning barks of dogs

            alarmed someone entered their

tethered territory, wailing

               past the yipping

coyotes in the Brookline valley below

                         eight off-key crooners

                                concatenations of

                      lament, ballyhoo, query.

Who are you lone brother

why are you not with us?

                              the final howler in

      thiscavesleeping bag under stars

        naked, cadging

the coyotes to come

                                their yellow eyes

                    stinky breathon my skin

among old friends 

as before we were born.

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