Stephen Dobyns: How to Like It
These are the first days of fall. The wind
at evening smells of roads still to be traveled,
while the sound of leaves blowing across the lawns
is like an unsettled feeling in the blood,
the desire to get in a car and just keep driving.
Michael Simms: Oh God She Says
Oh God she says
The dog has learned to spell
Robert Wrigley: Narrating Night to the New Puppy Gladys
These are clouds and those are stars, while over there, the headlights of cars. Up from the east ridge the full moon’s rise reflected on the west in a whitetail’s … Continue reading
David Adès: One Manifestation of Compassion
I did the only humane thing left
Leslie McGrath: The Death of Dogs
In the middle of the night when he thinks
I’m asleep, Bill will weep without sound
shaking the bed like a curse at God
Video: Vargsamtal/Nowness
. Would you choose to live wild and free as a wolf, or have a job with benefits, like a sled dog? Swedish-born Sven Engholm owns and operates a dogsledding … Continue reading
Ellen McGrath Smith: I want to put on a show like a Congressman
Dogs in the dog park, fighting pretty nice until someone unleashes their alpha, and the humans rush in to do the rough equivalent of calling their elected representatives, pulling their … Continue reading
Ruth Clark: Here in Hereford — The Archer on Sam’s Table
Because we have the archer, I always arise about the same time to walk him. He lies patient and silent in his crate as I dress in the big room, … Continue reading
