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L. tigrinum
Phyllis Wax


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.


Phyllis Wax writes in Milwaukee, Wisconsin on a bluff overlooking Lake Michigan.  A lover of warm weather, she watches the snow come and go, waiting and hoping for spring. From the window in front of her desk, she observes an abundance of migrating birds, several generations of turkeys, and the occasional fox, deer, and raccoon. Some of those make their way into her poetry. Phyllis has read her poems on the radio, in coffee shops, in libraries and bars, and her work has appeared in numerous journals and anthologies.




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

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