A Wolf, A Woman, and Windows

This is an old poem that has never seen the light of day. It caught my attention this morning because I have always had a peculiar fondness for it, and it seems I am back in the same space that the poem describes.

A Wolf, A Woman, and Windows

There was a time
when I stayed home,
raising children
while husband roamed
for our living.

Not long ago,
drove a winding
country road, where
gravel crunched then
smoothed to high
mountain meadow.
Lone wolf loped
across that field,
stopping on occasion,
to peer back at me
as I watched from
driver’s side window.

Now, like that wolf,
I peer back at woman
who stayed home
with her children,
trying to get a fix
on strange creature
who insists
on seeing me through
her too narrow

Elizabeth Crawford  2/5/09

About 1sojournal

Loves words and language. Dances on paper to her own inner music. Loves to share and keeps several blogs to facilitate that. They can be found here: https://1sojournal.wordpress.com/ https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/ http://claudetteellinger.wordpress.com/
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