I whirled
coming out
of a moan
like a wolf eager
for a meal.
On my deathbed,
I will rehearse
the removal of
eating and live
in the wind
and rain in exile.
I felt cheated
when I would not be
returned home to Michigan,
as my father advised me.
From pages 82-83 of The Raw and the Cooked: Adventures of a Roving Gourmand by Jim Harrison (Grove Press, 2001).