The following will soon be published in Civilized Beasts III by Weasel Press. However, though accepted, the publication has not yet been finalized. For those interested, I would appreciate any critique of this short scene. Likewise, if anyone has ideas for further developing a story out of this, I’d be much interested. All advice is welcome, but keep in mind that this work will open up with a haiku, then alternate between prose and tanka poetry (if lengthened). Thank you in advance!
small town sleeps
beneath the bright stars -
the crowded moon
Written upon the night-time sky are several scores of far-off lights, largely unpolluted by their small town counterparts. The cool Autumn breeze compels me to return home, but I stay outside and pace along the sidewalk. Observing what nature offers, my gaze forgets the civilized world for those more distant primitive wonders. The moon, centerpiece of the night sky, pulls on the earth as a lonesome lover, while showing her beauty bare in the attraction that steadily slips away at the advance of age.
A chilling tempest is whirled in from the darkness of the trees, catching me in its unbearable cold. My fur is not defense enough against these elements. The harsh reality of nature, despite its beauty, turns my mind toward a want for companionship. Oh, how a lover’s embrace could help shield me from all manner of life’s terrible tempests and calamities!
I stare into the darkness from where those winds came, filled with fear, but determined to make something more of my desires than just feeding the idle longings. With the surge of courage mustered from these inner-most desires, I leave my small town home to run into the dark unknown of the forest.
that urban fox
staring into night -
enters the dark woods
seeking out his love