A January Warmth

A fox came to my door
on a cold January night
and I opened it and waved
him in But he stayed outside
So I left it open and placed
food and drink just inside
But he held his ground
I stepped back to give him space
But he made no move to come
into the warmth So I stepped
outside locked the door securely
and followed the fox away from
my door and into the night

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Bill McCloud’s poetry book, The Smell of the Light: Vietnam, 1968-1969 (Balkan Press), reached #1 on the "Oklahoma Best-Sellers" List (The Oklahoman). Most recently his poems have appeared in Oklahoma Today, Oklahoma English Journal, NOVUS Literary and Arts Journal, Tejascovido, and The Coronameron. He has a poem in the new anthology Bull Buffalo and Indian Paintbrush: The Poetry of Oklahoma (TJMF Publishing), edited by Ron Wallace. Counted among the fans of his poetry are songwriters Graham Nash and Jimmy Webb.

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