Two More Voices

"Good stick.

Got a good stick.

A real

good

Stick.

Getting all the good

Out of this good

Stick

That's in

This

good 

Stick."

--Joey, cropped a little too close

"The move came at a bad time for me. 

The squirrel that I buried in the leafwallow . . .

And now I'll never see

What was hiding in the loghollow.

They can't have known.

Here, there's just a small lawn."

--Bandit, so soulful

Poems by Roy Blount, Jr., inspired by photographs by Valerie Shaff (not shown here, obviously), from If only you knew how much I smell you: True portraits of dogs (undated, A Bullfinch Press Book)

Dear readers who think that I'm playing favorites on this blog should send in photos of their own dogs. You send 'em; I'll post 'em. --z