TO THE MAN WHO SCORED 300K TO CRY WOLF
BEFORE CONGRESS ON BEHALF OF UTAH, A
STATE IN WHICH THERE ARE NO WOLVES,1

I picture it like this: You order elk,
wild mushrooms, on a bed of rice—wild rice,

and cunning, vicious. Rice you have to stalk
across the tundra, the inhospitable ice,

loping on snowshoes . . . that can’t be easy.
Rice you bring down and haul back to D.C.

I hope our state appreciates your work
to block wolf packs’ access, every dessert

you’re willing to risk—pear amandines in spun
honey, sorbet with a cherry reduction—

each Johnnie Walker Blue for each congressman.
Cheers. The least we owe you is a sonnet.

And a three-hundred-thousand-dollar budget
like a bag of charms to keep the absent wolves away.

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1 I know, but it’s a true story. Big Game Forever—an anti-wolf lobbying group consisting of a guy named Don Peay—got this line-item, one-time spending during the 2013 legislative session. Brian Maffly’s story in The Salt Lake Tribune (March 7, 2013) details it nicely.
 

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Rob Carney is the author of three books and three poetry chapbooks. His work has appeared in Cave Wall, Mid-American Review, Quarterly West, and others. He is a Professor of English at Utah Valley University and lives in Salt Lake City.

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