Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A CAGED COYOTE, by ALEX R. SCHMIDT



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A CAGED COYOTE, by                    
First Line: Coil-padded, every thew a close-wound spring
Last Line: Can hold this streak of lunging, plunging fire.
Subject(s): Cages; Coyotes


Coil-padded, every thew a close-wound spring,
Geared to a dynamo fed by the moon,
He lopes, a tireless gait: a hurrying,
Fear-stricken brute, alien to the high noon.

Unpausing, the lean flanks pulse like a clock,
A facing, turning, facing, never still;
A prisoner, he raids a foothill flock,
He hears a fat sheep bleating in the kill.

The bars that keep him cannot keep his flight,
He must be friendless, pactless, shareless, strange,
And hurtle, frothed and hot, into the night,
Shrilling the pack call from black ridge to range.
No lock, no mesh of twisted, woven wire
Can hold this streak of lunging, plunging fire.





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