The Hunter
The HunterIn early spring,Orion stalkingfrom his winter prominence,down low and dimin eastern sky,takes with himhis bright dog, Sirius.There is a March windin my face.'Soon,' I think,'we will save daylightand the bears will dominate the northern sky.'The wind blows harderas I rush west to tell Orionwhere the bears are.But it's too late,he's gone down and my nightfacesees only his milky path. Written January 11th, 1999 © on Jan 11 2002 01:16 AM PST, same as above 0 • 10
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"The HunterIn early spring,Orion stalkingfrom his winter prominence,down low and dimin eastern sky,takes with himhis bright dog, Sirius.There is a March windin my face.'Soon,' I think,'we will save daylightand the bears will dominate the northern sky.'The wind blows harderas I rush west to tell Orionwhere the bears are.But it's too late,he's gone down and my nightfacesees only his milky path...."