- after Wallace Stevens

I.

Though the lights have gone out,
Nothing will pass
My partner and I
Undetected.

II.
There are no better forges
Than the hunting of man
To temper bonds so finely.

III.
Six legs stalking shadows,
One mind.

IV.
In your eye,
Every move
Countered and checked
Before a fist is even raised.

V.
Thrill of the hunt
Thrill of the catch,
Curved tail,
Flash of ivory.

VI.
Across dawn-mottled fields,
Paw prints
Serpentine through dew.

VII.
At your arrival
A wave of protest
Breaks.
Midnight streets
Washed clean.

VIII.
You keep my confidence
My frustration, my failure
Without judgment.

IX.
A whistle,
Cutting through darkness
Brings you loping,
Tongue lolling.

X.
Two barks,
Hidden hands rise
In surrender.

XI.
Seasons pass
As footsteps
In the night.

XII.
No language has nuances
as fine as those you’ve taught me.

XIII.
Stand down,
Your shift is done.
We’ll hunt again, partner,
Together on some other road.

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