Apr. 13th, 2011

bow-wow

Apr. 13th, 2011 08:32 pm
zarahemla: (when harry met sally)
Golden Retrievals
by Mark Doty

Fetch? Balls and sticks capture my attention
seconds at a time. Catch? I don't think so.
Bunny, tumbling leaf, a squirrel who's --- oh
joy --- actually scared. Sniff the wind, then

I'm off again: muck, pond, ditch, residue
of any thrilling dead thing. And you?
Either you're sunk in the past, half our walk,
thinking of what you can never bring back,

or else you're off in some fog concerning
--- tomorrow, is that what you call it? My work:
to unsnare time's warp (and woof?), retrieving,
my haze-headed friend, you. This shining bark

a Zen master's bronzy gong, calls you here,
entirely, now: bow-wow, bow-wow, bow-wow.

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