Feral Love Song
I want to howl mad on the moors for you,
To bay fiercely as lightning splits the sky
Hearing your laugh, knowing you see me true.
Though in the light we never can be two
(Sun and moon hear me and smile wry);
I want to howl mad on the moors for you.
The blitz of war in my head always knew
I would blow any fuse that I passed by –
Hearing your laugh, knowing you see me true.
You humble me; the flames I’ve sparked in you
Would burn my clothes and naked I would fly –
I want to howl mad on the moors for you.
I think of this when dreams turn salty-blue.
Without a thought, my heart is yours to try,
Hearing your laugh, knowing you see me true.
And with the dawn, I know your grasses grew;
Come dusk, you’ll want to hear my feral cry.
I want to howl mad on the moors for you,
Hearing your laugh, knowing you see me true.
Liana Kapelke-Dale holds a B.A. in Spanish Language and Literature from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and a J.D. from the University of Wisconsin Law School. Her poetry has been featured in such journals as Impossible Task, The Fabulist, Uppagus, and Torrid Literature Journal, among others. Liana’s first chapbook of poetry, Specimens, was published in 2012, and a second haiku chapbook, Little words seeking/Mute human for mutual/Gain and maybe more was published in early 2020. She currently lives in Milwaukee, WI, with her beloved pointer-hound mix.
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