Two Songs Of Advent - Poem by Yvor Winters
On the desert, between pale mountains, out cries --
Far whispers creeping through an ancient shell.
Coyote, on delicate mocking feet,
Hovers down the canyon, among the mountains,
His voice running wild in the wind's valleys.
Listen! Listen! for I enter now your thought.
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