for Lone Mountain, University of San Francisco
A canine presence on the hill,
Coyotes live between the lines,
Invoking in some human spines
A sudden, overwhelming chill
While others find their steady gaze
An antidote for dull malaise.
A pair live on Lone Mountain now—
I've seen them in the twilight lope
Across the hillside's grassy slope.
They stop to stare. I wonder how
Coyotes find enough to eat?
It's hard for them to make ends meet.
Their den is on the hill's far side;
I've heard that there are pups inside.
Not only have these two survived,
Here on our campus, they have thrived.
©2018 Michael Fraley
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