COUGAR The cougar before she falls from her high limb holds for one moment the Ponderosa pine, her back arched, her tail so still the forest stops. There are silences to learn, each one an invocation: the one that follows a father’s rage at a child, a woman’s rage at a man, a child’s tears […]
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