Valley

“Your opponent the devil is prowling...” 1 Peter

Diane Vreuls March 27, 2012 - 10:37am

Near the stone ledge

where I sleep

the lion paces.

All night

he walks back and forth above me,

then leaps to the ledge,

settles in close.

I feel the heat of his flanks,

the brush of his breath

as he studies my face,

thinking it over,

thinking it over.

—Diane Vreuls

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Diane Vreuls has published a book of poems, a novel, a collection of short stories, and a children’s picture book. She lives in Oberlin, Ohio.

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