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L. tigrinum
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Phyllis Wax


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The tigers have arrived 
They’re all lined up, boldly striping 
the summer with the orange of their being 

Uncaged, they stand with their feet planted 
at the sunny side of the house 
They sway in the hot breeze 

If you listen carefully you can hear them 
panting Sometimes in the soft night 
you can see their eyes glow 

This poem first appeared in the July 2008 (#96) issue of Free Verse
© by Phyllis Wax.
Used here with the author’s permission.

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Phyllis Wax writes from a bluff overlooking Lake Michigan. Her poetry has appeared in many journals and anthologies, both print and online. 
Recently returned from an extended trip to Viet Nam, she finds that travel feeds her muse.


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missumom2014:
Outstanding work, what a poem!
Posted 02/16/2015 11:09 PM


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