Dancing naked in the snow, the crisping icy bites! So good to be alive - we can fight back the circling chill here if we just stand our ground.
Look to the trees in the distance and wolves pad softly in the flickering lace-curtained light. Treading down the furrows.
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Sunday 2 January 2011
Sunday 19 December 2010
stories from the apocalypse - two wolves
Did we squirm and twist past flying text and the howl of winter-driven maelstrom?
Did we???
Waking fierce to the night and crying out, in red. Watch the blizzard swirl, and there she pads. Lupine and grey-eyed, blinking in the early morning sun. His dream in the ancient brittle-boned, the maned-wolf Canidae. Following her trail.
Canis lupis and the pelt is raised in hot-blood, embraced and clawing the frosty forest ground. Alive once more. We watch the two wolves pass from sight. Entwined and dancing through the thick pine musk of a wintery needled floor.
The blizzard swirls once more, whipping our snow-blind eyes. And all is sweet surrender as they enfold in white. Alone, together.
Did we???
Waking fierce to the night and crying out, in red. Watch the blizzard swirl, and there she pads. Lupine and grey-eyed, blinking in the early morning sun. His dream in the ancient brittle-boned, the maned-wolf Canidae. Following her trail.
Canis lupis and the pelt is raised in hot-blood, embraced and clawing the frosty forest ground. Alive once more. We watch the two wolves pass from sight. Entwined and dancing through the thick pine musk of a wintery needled floor.
The blizzard swirls once more, whipping our snow-blind eyes. And all is sweet surrender as they enfold in white. Alone, together.
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