Coyotes
Coyotes leave deep paw prints
in new snow, traipsing east to west
in search of the sun, so many miles
before the dawn when they curl and sleep
buried by snow and leaves.
There are buck tracks too, a line alongside
the coyote, each walking the same path
as me, but not hunting each other
just on the move while I search
for sleep and wish for the lightness
of breathing freezing cold air
minus seven below, wearing
my thick beige coat.
© Laura Rodley, 2013
Laura has two chapbooks from Finishing Line Press: Your Front Wheel is Coming Loose and Rappelling Blue Light.
The exciting news recently is that Laura is the recipient of a Pushcart Prize for her poem “Resurrection” which appeared on The New Verse News. It will appear in The Pushcart Prlze XXXVII: Best of the Small Presses.
Her poetry has appeared in the anthologies Crossing Paths, 911 Peace Project, Anthology of New England Writers, and The Blueline Anthology and in the journals such as Connecticut River Review, Earth’s Daughters, Massachusetts Review, Sanctuary, The National Audubon Magazine, Boston Literary Magazine, Quick Fiction, Sahara, Sanctuary, The Raintown Review, Tiger’s Eye and Way Station Magazine. Her work has been read on WHMP, KVMR, 89.5 FM radio in Nevada City, California, and NPR-affiliated station WAMC in Albany. She is a freelance writer and photographer from Shelburne Falls, MA .
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