POEM Miranda Lynn Barnes

NWR Issue 120

Meeting the Wolves

Her mother drove us to the house,
told us we must keep this secret.

In a large fenced kennel, two wolves
circled each other playfully, looked

not much different to huskies.
But their eyes were piercing

gold, almost translucent, silhouetted
at the edges in black, their forms sleeker...

Miranda Barnes is a poet originally from the USA but resident in Britain since 2013. She has had poems published in journals and anthologies in both the USA and the UK, with poems appearing or forthcoming in Riggwelter, The Compass, Under the Radar, The Interpreter’s House, Confingo, Lighthouse Journal, One and NOON: journal of the short poem. Work published in recent anthologies include the PLAY Anthology (published in The Broadsheet) and erbacce-press’ NHS anthology. You can visit her website here.


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