
Caribou
Mother caribou bears her calf
and two wolves call it
who will strike first
matter of balance
to seize
the newborn from her side
hordes of caribou this year
more food not much snow
scant misery what else
to do but roll the dice
repeat and charge
Let us overeat this year
famine always comes soon after
like two small peas in soup
pass by your teeth only once