Vintage Colorado Poetry - Poems of Loss Poem of the Week May 9, 2005
		Steven D. Schroeder is the editor of Poetry West's literary journal, The Eleventh Muse.  He lives in Colorado Springs.
	To a Sentinel Marmot Warned by your trill, the colony Has scurried to its burrow, But you lie still with entrails staining Your boulder-top, a barrow. Tell us, you husk of altruism Drizzling blood to feed The foxes, alarm whistle mute, Did you die satisfied?         --Steven D. Schroeder First published in Pivot (Summer 2004). Copyright (c) 2004, Steven D. Schroeder. Used with the author's permission. Home Archives Previous Poem of the Week