IX. Bears in Desert Places   That fall we found bears in desert places; They were lost, but we knew where we were And sent them north to seek their fortune. The desert was our home so briefly; soon We too were going north, turning our fur Against the gathering cold, covering faces, Driven back to what we owned. Later, traces Of the desert surface here and there: a vial Of red sand, posed pictures, souvenirs. Surrounded by the cliffs, we had no fears That night we wished up the moon, a trial Of love, that magic trick. It lit our faces. Our magic done, we turned to city cares; We waited weeks; no news from the bears.