Womanimal Poem

"Behind the eyes of the keepers, the sleepers and sweepers you can hear
her dew-filled dreams.

Of flight and ball and fancy and fall,

Silence creeps twinkling in the still, bathed dark and dust felled cage.

Wake not the woods it is midnight. And winged in the windows she beguiles.

Of flirt and foal and foot and flutter,

Dressed Panther black and sloe as a domino, Rabbit lapel, bonnet and
brooch feathered Bird.

Cobbled Horse-shoe and gilded glowing Goat tails with whispering
watches of Wolves.

These melancholy clothed creatures lull their pray resignedly beneath
sky and day.

Under starlight black, bedded soft and shelled by the tugging tussling
streaking trees,

She twitches mysteriously and uneasily leaves young and heroic
circling against the winds.

Flung and forever in her heart fallen shutters, this spectacle
wilderness of glass"


Written By Hannah Perkins