Hi everyone. Just a quick update followed by a bit of poetry.
This is a new poem entitled 'Wolf's Milk', and I'm putting this out there today to coincide with the launch of an idea I've been thinking about for a while. For the next few weeks, I will be uploading a silent, non-verbal rendering of an animal poem in video form, under the banner Silent Animal Poetry. Hopefully this will make up for my failure so far to upload the video version of 'Kalua'.
Anyway, without further ado, here is the first entry in the Silent Animal Poetry series:
Wolf's Milk
A wolf sits under a tree.
Grey fur, yellow eyes
and lean from days
without a kill.
Two cubs suckle,
hairless and pink,
mewling and squealing.
They could almost be
her own pups.
Their tiny hands grasp
at their wolf-mother's fur,
feeling for her teats.
Builders and conquerors
grow on she-wolf's milk.
(This poem depicts the she-wolf who, according to legend, suckled Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome. Here's the link to the video version: http://youtu.be/1HH4Lw8kZh0 )
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