A lone wolf howls
into the night.
Five wolves hear his cry
and venture across the dark ground.
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I picked this poem because of its title, Daniel. I have many poems that speak to being attuned to the natural world- too many to try and think of or list. I'm convinced that to be separated from it lessens our health and sanity. For an opposite take on canine sound, do you know Billy Collins' poem with a title like Why I Don't Keep a Gun in the House? Glen
This poem just likes a film at begining and so vividly described and just like we are watching a short film now and it can be made into a short poetic drama i think. Sophy
I have always pictured wolves with the word 'wilderness'. Your poem has the wilderness in the ink with the stamp of a wolfs print. Superb write.
LONG life to wolves! Protect them! remember Buddhist wisdom! My favorite polititian has a father's name Wolf and likes to imitate their howling! you are a musician if you count measures of all nature noises!
and I'd like to add, in the book, part of your note/comment [*]: (In this poem of mine) I give expression to the presence of wilderness as a necessary element in our existence. My solitary human being is physically and spiritually connected to the wolves. That's his choice, that's his moral imperative. I admire him. That's why he shares this poem with the six wolves. (In questa mia poesia) voglio esprimere il senso della natura selvaggia quale elemento necessario alla nostra stessa esistenza. Quel solitario essere umano è fisicamente e spiritualmente congiunto ai lupi: è la sua scelta ed il suo imperativo morale. Da parte mia, lo ammiro. È per questa ragione che egli condivide questa poesia con i sei lupi. - - [*] Do you agree? - -
''Earth Anthem'' + ''Earth Music'' for the Anthology ebook (with Italian translation) are ok?
Musica della Terra Solitario, un lupo ulula nella notte. Cinque lupi odono il suo ululato e si avventurano per il terreno tenebroso. Il loro è un concerto di ululati alternati. Un uomo, in solitudine, li ascolta. Lui conosce la musica della terra. the whole text in the Anthology ebook.. ;)
I love this poem. Reading this I remembered northern novels by Jack London. Another time.
Theirs is a concert of alternating howls, counting the measures of the animal noise, turning it into the concerto that makes all flesh on earth one spirit. When I read these lines all I thought of was that these wolves are the unknowing musicians and the man that listens is the conductor arranging the notes within his mind into a symphony of oneness. Earth music is a most appropriate title and this poem is a dark trancelike reminder to those that venture deep into the shadowy forest that wolves though beautiful in their arrangement are not creatures to be trifled with. A very nicely written piece.
Wolves wild and free in their own habitat, this poem is hauntingly beautiful with the essence of the wolves with their unique howling that sounds so primitive bringing back the past of our forebears who blended into this landscape with all it's hardships! !
Once more I felt as if I was experiencing your poetry. not so much as a painting in a museum but more toward being in a cabin and hearing the wolves' howls in the forest with the man, quietly listening against a dim, moon lit landscape. I loved it!
Great description you can almost see the wolves with their heads raised howling and coming together to find strength in the pack.Beautifully written Daniel. Hopefully man will learn to appreciate all gods creatures and realize that animals only kill to eat unlike humans who kill for many other reasons.
Very descriptive and atmospheric - the title is truly inspired.
A lovely contemplation of nature, the wolves are a special imagery for the human consciousness, because they are simultaneously a symbol of society and barbarism. Your use of the word concerto makes me want to ask you to read my poem, Concerto. Though it has little to do with this poem.
.......enjoyed this one..............binds together creatures of this earth breathtaking imagery makes it even beautiful........ ..I cordially invite you to read my poem- '...to bosom thee....I'll rise''..and ''never look like one''..plzz share your views in comments.....regards
very nice poem connected with creatures. come and read my poems and give me your views about them.
This is beautiful! I'm envious, that you live so connected with such lovely creatures. I've heard that there are some red wolves in louisiana, but I've never come in contact with or even heard mentionings of wolves in my area. I would side with the Twin Cities on this. I've often thought about it myself, the fact that humans claim to own land. Yes we pay for the house and yard, but we don't really own the land. We still share it with neighboring animals(including insects unfortunately lol.) Being able to hear the howls of wolves at night, its something i could only fantasies about. Seems like something from a movie to me lol. Anyhow, great write as always, so much that I'm overcome with jealousy lol. So, I'll have to live vicariously through this poem. ~Nika
the memory of wolves during my younger days still lingers with me..the last line means something very different..Thank you for sharing..
hi, daniel! i'm reading earlier postings of yours and read this one again. for another take on night sounds, you might check out my little poem, awake at 3 a.m. glen