Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy’s “Wolf Among Wolves.”
LK Holt’s “Man is Wolf to Man” (published in Man Wolf Man by John Leonard Press):
Until the consummation of things:
man, wolf, man. A man hangs
like an amulet. His death to counter-
weight the deaths by his hand,
assuming God has a sense of balance.
The skeleton in the sand of Ash Sham
wears its clothes. Shirt unbuttoned
to show a cage of sand, the blindfold
blown off his three eyeholes.
Men’s muscles did minutely growas they dug their holes to waste in.
Napoleon loves his soldiers, as do
the ravens, the first guerrilla said
with his purse of French ringed fingers.
From that time we knew little-wars
will be stockpiled as one great cause.
Dusk is useless. We want not beauty
but light for aim, or the cover of black.
Sometimes the enemy knocks before
entering. A baby is hidden in the drawer.
