Saturday, February 8, 2014


The dog is asking me a question
and I have no answer.
Pablo Neruda

So, Pablo,
your Spanish answers
are as insufficient as
my English ones
to that ever so quiet grrr,
that insistent bark,
that quizzical look
that asks--what?
I do not know.

Not knowing
does not stop me
from answering.
I am, after all,
the superior brain.
I am master,
and he is only

a dog who hears
and understands all
then responds
with indiscriminate love.

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