Heimat

There is a German word – Heimat
for the phenomenon
of coming upon a place
that was previously unknown to you
but is, undoubtedly, home

You are this –
unexpected, sterling, true

 

 

The Grey Fox

I saw her, but only
in silhouette – twice
while crossing
the road. Rumors of
a dead cat, kits, her
scampering down the
road with a fresh kill.

Through the open window
well before dawn, far off calls
bird-like, chilling, reminding
me of a description
of the Rebel Yell: like
a corkscrew turning
up the spine.