Question

english poetry wind - wolves by William D Sargent

Answer 1

Do you hear the cry as the pack goes by,

The wind-wolves hunting across the sky?

Hear them tongue it, keen and clear,

Hot on the flanks of flying deer!

     Across the forest, mere and plain,

Their hunting howl goes up again!

All night they'll follow the ghostly trail,

All night we'll hear their phantom wail,

     For tonight the wind-wolf pack holds sway

From Pegasus Square to the Milky Way,

And the frightened bands of cloud-deer flee,

In scattered groups of two and three.