Birdwolf is a new year-long project authored by the collective Entropy community. It is a collaborative online epic poem written by the Entropy community on a weekly basis. A different author will write the next stanza or section of the poem each week, to be posted every Tuesday, following the previous post from the previous week, and following a very limited set of guidelines (that each author has one week to write the next piece after the previous week’s installment goes up, that the installment should build from the previous section’s content and form, and that contributions should range between 8 and 24 lines or be a visual work).
Follow the entire epic poem here: Birdwolf.
The eighteenth installment is presented this week by Linda Michel-Cassidy.
Loping towards the ancestors, scenting
she waits for the night piece
Her sistren gather, nocturnal, carniverous
heat-seeking missiles of fur and feathers
Clinging to selvage and howl,
banqueting on splendid autumn carrion
Her muscle-memory, their choral squall
—all resiliance and inherited nightmares
Craving hoar frost and the short light
She’s earned a sinewy hunger
an ache for penny-taste,
thrown forward and reckoned. Sung.
A tale, but still. Tooth and beak,
the dawn-wolf, from her treeward perch, caws
Until winter scrapes in, biding, biding