Old Dogs in Snow
(Common Ground, Spring/Summer 2014)
Old dogs capering in
snow - knowing grins
and stiff bows, tick-
tock tails, bleached
snouts steaming, hoarse
whuffs, the glint of
cataracts
Saying now, now, now,
forever now
Take two of those,
against a dusking sky,
with the dancing child
who watches, and call
me in the morning
No, don't call.
Whuff. Dance.
