Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, CRIES IN THE NIGHT, by CALE YOUNG RICE


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First Line: I walked in the pines. A coyote
Last Line: And knew that his cry was my cry.
Subject(s): Animals; Night; Voices; Bedtime


I walked in the pines. A coyote
On the brink of the canyon pointed a nose
At infinity filled with planets
And washed by floods of the moon.
He bayed his awe of the vastness,
His harsh uneasy fear of the strangeness
Of night stretching unknowably
Out and beyond him forever.
He shrank away to his hunting
Or mating. And I, on the brink there,
Faced, as he, the universe,
And knew that his cry was my cry.





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