by Annie Bien blinds the savannahblowing toward Kilimanjaro. The horizon, streaked in dark diagonals,drains to a yawning sun, coloring cloud billows in pinks and orange. Thomson gazelles have watchedundaunted as thunderous downpourssoak their coats,for so long as hyenabellies stay round and taut,unhungry for meat and bone, the grazers can walk with ease under morning shadows. Wild Read More