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Art – Thinking – Nature – Writing

Nadege Meriau, Untitled, 2003

almost like almost


almost like almost
. . . . . . . he said
in land there is a line around a wolf
within is other and awe
social grace packed

who wills foul and unrest
. . . . . . . when the chaste self ills

the line extends
to no where inside
it wasn’t me
but this becoming will    not
sing song sing song
today the howls are human and
the wind outside is ashamed
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .sing
a leap o a leap o
again and and   again oblivion
a cub relatively calmly
. . . . . . . casts abroad
a final vowl
looking oblivion
as it hammers
the sick hells
inside us
and all we can do is moan our own
how flat can flesh be flattened and still be flesh
into tomorrow
wants to live forever
we do
no matter


Image credit: Nadege Meriau, Untitled (Chasing Wolves), Finland, 2003

Part of The Learned Pig’s Wolf Crossing editorial season, spring/summer 2017.


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