Thanks Christina, this is a very old poem about wolves which I wrote about 
four years ago but it also relates to humans. Thank you for your comments I 
will revise from your suggestions. Bw sally


>From: Christina Fletcher <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: Re: new sub Pack instinct
>Date: Sat, 21 Aug 2004 06:37:58 EDT
>
>Sally, I love 'wounds so deep/that even my grandmother's tongue cannot
>reach' but it does seem ambiguous.  I know you're talking about the  
>narrator's
>tongue but the narrator could equally be talking about his/her  
>grandmother.  A
>few thoughts in the text and brackets around what may/may  not be 
>superfluous
>since there's quite a lot of repetition.  Sorry about  the layout: the
>computer's playing up.
>bw
>christina
>
>
>Pack  instinct
>
>(It is all so primitive and pagan). ***  Not sure you  need the first line.
>They are my lost cubs
>(and I want to lick them  better
>heal wounds civilisation and cruel men have  inflicted)
>I see scratches (on their souls) ***
>and wounds so deep
>(that) even my grandmother’s tongue
>cannot reach.
>Distance could  never hide my anguish
>(of cubs lost to an alien world)
>but now (we are  united again)
>I can lick their sores
>bathe them in water too pure for rats  ***  love the sound of this.  It's
>mighty strange but so what,  eh?
>groom their fur and let their paws
>touch my eyes, my ears, my nose.  ***  'touch' seems rather weak.
>We nuzzle together
>(a bundle of warm  bodies
>All so primitive and primeval
>this repairing of bonds)
>eating  (together) from the same bowl
>sniffing (around for) familiar scents
>So  (pagan and) peaceful
>this natural existence
>that the civilised  world
>(cannot, does not
>and) will never (,) understand.
>
>Sally  James
>
>

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