Bull Elk, Midwinter
after Nikolay Gumilyov
Why so low today? Your hollow cheeks, labored smile . . .
even worse, it seems, than last night.
Listen . . . high, high up in the mountains of Montana
a majestic elk parades the slopes.
no mountain lion would ever chance. Floating
above a cliff, decoding
the wind, he’s muscle and nerve at the ready.