Gray Fox Searching
I have begun the weaning
but the den keeps caving in.
All my little restless ones—
their kneading, kicking, suffered
breathing—melt our molten walls.
Papa’s stalking nights and days,
but mice are scarce and meaty reeds
barely stave the hunger. So, I keep digging,
digging daily, but who knows when
it's enough. Who knows when it's enough.
Heather Nagami has published one book of poetry, Hostile (Chax Press, 2005). She is currently working on her second book and teaching English, Rhetoric, and Creative Writing at BASIS Oro Valley.