She slips in from the midnight yard
calling where are you where
the moon is full
then loud lapping at the water bowl.
Grazing our faces with a furred edge of claw,
trailing her sweet scent of soil and air and leaf
she circles and settles, her ear alert for our waking,
her tongue hidden against her saber teeth.
Alcia Hokanson has published three volumes of poetry. She teaches English at Lakeside School is Seattle.
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