Sleeping With the Windows Open
Sounds like it’s here in the bedroom with us
The summer night coyotes
Barking, waking up the neighborhood
Moon woke to covet the life of the sun
Cat woke to covet the life of the moon
Coyote woke to covet the life of the cat
None of this woke can be undone
Bio Note: I was a lucky pup. My college years in LA and The Bay Area gave me a whole bunch of contact with terrific poets, some of them my mentors. At Cal State LA in the 60s, Henri Coulette. He was a big deal in those days, a California Poet. I thank him for teaching me about rhyme and not-rhyme, about the war of secret agents, about the death of cats, about speak out and shut up.
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