OUR DOG FRIENDS
OUR DOG FRIENDS
We thought they forgot us
but there they are,
climbed in under our bushes
shadows nosing about the
driveway in our friend’s headlights
even now, way past dark,
they who do not limit themselves to day,
they who are under the starrrrrsss…
blown in with the bora
so free, so unexpected
Thumper and Bambi
big and small,
himself dark and large and handsome
he charismatically jumps!
atop stone walls
pausing to display
his black fringed mane,
the lion king!
as Bambi finds her way
under the gate
She’s a little beige clown.
She nuzzles her mouth into the fold
of my hands, the stains around
her eyes like a black star,
the dot of light in her black orbs
also a little star,
a white star in a black burst
hope!
burns in the holy hollows of her lungs
the heart which patters
to keep up with her companion
They wag past the straddle of
grape vine work lines
the last pomegranates of November
They’re dark darts on cobbled town floor,
whole province dominion
to panting friends of man
I want to run with them,
fly my body, kite away
under the constellation,
a looming shadow,
a friendly canine nebula
under the Istrian stars,
before, now and forever
I who have lost
the long time dying,
the constellation of
Grandpa, and who now
have the dogs, gods,
who have unpursed
my tears
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