I shiver in the empty white
field, watch as snowflakes melt on
my lashes, nibble frozen
stalks of grass, icy glass
against my chattering teeth.
They fall heavy in my hollow gut.
The sun’s long up,
milky drops through bulky clouds.
Crows throw stark shadows
in lacy branches that move with the hours until
the gate opens. Comfort arrives
with a sack of hay, pockets
of sugar lumps and windfall apples.
I wait a little longer to bestow
my whiskery muzzle
in a hopeful nuzzle.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
I’m hosting Tuesday Poetics over at the dVerse Poets Pub and today we’re talking animals. The prompt is based on a poem I found a poem by Delmore Schwartz, entitled ‘The Heavy Bear Who Goes With Me’. What I love about this poem is the man-ness of the bear and the bear-ness of the man; the way the poem lumbers; and the acceptance of the fact that humans have bodily needs. It is a debate of our dual nature, which is why I have challenged the dVerse poets to write a poem, of any length or form, about an animal in a human way or a human in an animal way, highlighting some trait of the animal/human that either sets us apart or brings us together.