Elephants at Nambwe

(after Jim Harrison)

by Elaine Edwards

Great ghosts
forest of legs trunks ears
waving flapping.

Branches crack.
Headlong I tent dive
sit trembling.

Plop
dung steams
acrid in my nostrils.

Curious face at the gauze.
I count each eyelash
in fascinated fear.

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