This Shoreless Night
This night a yellow moon
stalks root and branch.
There’s a waving sagebrush breeze
to twitch wary whiskers.
The star-salted fields
and dark wooded islands
merge in a wash
of shoaling shadows.
Fox and rabbit are awake,
they sniff or tremble,
yet celebrate each warm breath.
This night ignites flames
in covered eyes.
We feel the high, dangerous joy
of all that hunt and hide.
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