The faith of hounds

Church bells ring at 9 o’clock
People called to pews
From aerial view,
crawling ants
disappear into squares
Old hound howls out
low-oh-only
low-oh-only
low-oh-only me
and stops when the bells do
a prayer in her tail

2007

with thanks to E.B.

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