Thursday, November 15, 2007

The New Dog

The New Dog

Into the gravity of my life,
the serious ceremonies
of polish and paper
and pen, has come

this manic animal
whose innocent disruptions
make nonsense
of my old simplicities--

as if I needed him
to prove again that after
all the careful planning,
anything can happen.

1 comment:

Professor J said...

I love the poem. The new dog looks sweet, but I want to kiss the old dog repeatedly.