Learning to love differently is hard Love with the hands open, love With the doors banging on their hinges The cupboard unlocked, the wind Roaring and whimpering in the rooms Rustling the sheets and snapping the blinds That thwack like rubber bands In an open palm.
~ Marge Percy from "To Have Without Holding" in THE MOON IS ALWAYS FEMALE
Wolves have what it takes to live in peace. They communicate lavishly. By gestures -- the smile, for instance -- and by sounds, from the big social howls to the conversational whimpers. They even seek to control by sound first, not biting. A full-grown wolf will plead with you not to take its possessions. And you in turn can plead with a wolf. It glances at your eyes, desists from what has displeased you and walks off as if indifferent.