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Wolves By: John Haines

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Wolves By: John Haines
created by: Matthew Winborne
Timeline
John Haines was born in 1924 and studied art and painting at the National Art School.
In 1947, Haines bought a 160-acre homestead claim 80 miles outside of Fairbanks, Alaska, intending to pursue painting.
Haines’s experiences trapping, hunting, and surviving as a homesteader in Alaska inform his work as a both a poet and essayist.
John Haines wrote two books called Living Off the Country (1981) and The Stars, the Snow, the Fire (1989).
John Haines died in Fairbanks, Alaska, in 2011
claim to Fame
His collections of poetry include Winter News (1966); The Stone Harp (1971); Cicada (1977); News from the Glacier: Selected Poems 1960-1980 (1982); New Poems 1980-1988 (1990), which received the Lenore Marshall Poetry Award and the Western States Book Award; The Owl in the Mask of the Dreamer: Collected Poems (1993); and For the Century’s End: Poems 1990-1999 (2001), among others.
He taught at numerous institutions including Ohio University, the University of Cincinnati, and George Washington University.
POEM
Wolves By: John Haines
Last night I heard wolves howling, their voices coming from afar
over the wind-polished ice--so much brave solitude in that sound.

They are death's snowbound sailors; they know only a continual
drifting between moonlit islands,
their tongues licking the stars.

But they sing as good seamen should, and tomorrow the sun will find them, yawning and blinking
the snow from their eyelashes.

Their voices rang through the frozen water of my human sleep,
blown by the night wind
with the moon for an icy sail.
Citation page
"Wolves."
Poetry Foundation
, 2014:
n.pag. Poetry Foundation. Web. 9,January.2015
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