just another dog day / poem

The "Chemistry" demo still isn't completely fixed but it's been updated somewhat.

Here's another dog poem that I like. I'm amazed by how many poems are about dogs. Is it too cute? And/or getting old? But I feel like I have to use them now because he might get adopted soon. Anyway this is probably the last one. Enjoy!


Golden Retrievals


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 thrillingly 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.


Mark Doty