Having just gone through a year of death, death and more death, including our dog, this poem hit home. For me, a beautiful aubade, as I read it with morning coffee: a wonderful wake up poem. Bravo y ole'.
Love this, Liza--the flow, the language, the observations and hints. . . . My favorite line is, "she makes a dog’s soft, dark coat her burying ground for human loneliness."
Having just gone through a year of death, death and more death, including our dog, this poem hit home. For me, a beautiful aubade, as I read it with morning coffee: a wonderful wake up poem. Bravo y ole'.
Love this, Liza--the flow, the language, the observations and hints. . . . My favorite line is, "she makes a dog’s soft, dark coat her burying ground for human loneliness."