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Friday, July 25, 2008

Midnight Wailing



Shortly after the clock struck twelve, as I was sprawled in bed...
awake and melancholy...tired eyes red-rimmed and burning...coyotes began to wail. Their mournful chorus pierced the dark. Their throats merged to one and ascended to Heaven in ghostly serenade to their gods of night. Their cries, their needs, echoed far in the distance.

Would that I could join them.

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Gratuitous non-sequitor: My shadow looks a heck of a lot better than I do. Sigh.

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11 Comments:

Blogger Lone Chatelaine said...

Me too :)

That's lovely.

Fri Jul 25, 02:33:00 PM  
Blogger anna said...

I'm sorry that you're feeling this pain. If I could sit with you and comfort you in some way, I would.

Sat Jul 26, 04:25:00 PM  
Blogger Jonas said...

Thank you, Ms. Chatelaine.

It's not that I needed comforting, Anna (although any time a human being offers comfort to another is a blessing). It was the surreality of the moment...the timing. I had not heard coyotes howling, wailing, yelping and singing at any other time this past year. Yet, this night, the night air was filled with their cries.

Some phenomena simply cannot be explained.

Sun Jul 27, 10:23:00 PM  
Blogger Jay said...

"The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation. From the desperate city you go into the desperate country, and have to console yourself with the bravery of minks and muskrats."

Don't worry Jonas, your not the only one who consoles themself with the bravery of minks and muskrats. Or in this case, coyotes.

Mon Jul 28, 09:15:00 PM  
Blogger Brenda Starr said...

I can hear them wailing too. . .

Wed Jul 30, 01:06:00 AM  
Blogger Jonas said...

Yes, Jay, I (and many others) have always found "Peace in Wild Things":

http://tinyurl.com/5kkq3g

Fri Aug 01, 01:06:00 PM  
Blogger Jonas said...

Ah, Brenda, you're always a sip of soothing water...

thank you

Fri Aug 01, 01:08:00 PM  
Blogger shadowlands6822 said...

Of late, I think that I do join this mournful sound, if not out loud, within my heart...

All God's creatures have to express themselves in their times of lonliness.

Why not join in?

Sat Aug 02, 07:13:00 AM  
Blogger Cheesy said...

I love to listen to the coyotes howling.. it's peaceful [except when they get a wild turkey] yet chilling... Even makes the hairs on my arms stand at attention at times. With the winery and vineyards across the way the population of howlers has grown to huge numbers.

Sat Aug 02, 08:23:00 AM  
Blogger thirdworstpoetinthegalaxy said...

I know the feeling. Hope there's a little more light in your future.

Sat Aug 02, 10:06:00 PM  
Anonymous Selma said...

When I hear little kids crying in the street I feel like joining in too. I imagine it must be freeing to just let loose any time you want. I have never heard a coyote cry but I think it must be quite plaintive.

Wed Aug 06, 09:21:00 AM  

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