A Longing Including These Lines

Several startlingly loud coyotes,
Including pups, set up a ruckus
In the junipers under the cliff,

Middle of a weekday in the sun,
The kind of day passenger jets make
Most of the human noises, traffic

Being sparse, the hunters’ and tourists’
And off-road thrill seekers’ numbers down.
The wind is up. The winter is dry.

Could be reasons for the midday cry.
Could be reasons for all sorts of things,
All sorts of outbursts, all sorts of lies.