None Shall Sleep
Robert Wrigley
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The pang and clangor of pitch-dense wood
in the stove and the odd, almost syncopated
pops of studs, joists, and rafters as they warm;
coyote howls and the hard wind that brings
and takes them away; the chuffs and slumps
as snow pods slip from limbs and thunder
onto the roof; the hourly scrape as three feet
of accumulation up there sloughs gradually loose—
it will give way all at once when it is forgotten;
