Poetry of Kansas
 

Her Coyote Dream

I wanted to crawl into her den
and become a part of that
place, she said.
 
I resented my car back there
on the road, giving me away.
I lay in the sweet grass watching
that hole where the big female
 
disappeared into the earth,
and the wind assembled a chorus
of grasses to make me believe
I was at one with the land.
 
I wanted more than anything
ever in my life
to enter and belong.
__Steven Hind
© 1997
 
In a Place With No Map
New and Selected Poems
Steven Hind
(Topeka: Woodley Press. 1997)
page 40
Used by permission
 
October 3, 2001 / John & Susan Howell / Wichita, Kansas / howell@kotn.org

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