"Wolves may feature in our myths, our history, and our dreams, but they have their own future, their own loves, their own dreams to fulfill."
"Throughout the centuries we have projected on to the wolf the qualities we most despise and fear in ourselves."
"We have doomed the Wolf not for what it is, but for what we have deliberately and mistakenly perceived it to be..the mythologized epitome of a savage, ruthless killer..which is, in reality no more than a reflexed images of ourself."
by Mike Burwell
(from The Cartography of Water)
This gray shape before me
not any known thing.
From twenty feet, my eyes slide
into other eyes, full
of wild streaks of darkening sky.
The creek rushes in its small calling.
He moves first, turns from the trail,
trots off, turns, stares,
trots, stops, stares
three more times before the willows
swallow him. I am rooted under clouds
ripping in winds too high to hear,
that other eye heaving in the heart.