Untethered Dog

You Never Know Where He Will Go



Look down, fair moon, and bathe this scene;Pour softly down night’s nimbus floods, on faces ghastly, swollen, purple;On the dead, on their backs, with their arms tossed wide,Pour down your unstinted nimbus, sacred moon.-Walt Whitman, “Look Down, Fair Moon,” Drum Taps: The Complete Civil War Poems (reprint, 2015)

Just See

Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish, Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d, Of […]


I heard a bird sing In the dark of December. A magical thing And sweet to remember. -Oliver Herford, ” I Heard a Bird Sing,” Welcome Christmas! A Garland of Poems (1955)


Laziest man ever was Floyd Scott it wasn’t nothing that boy would ever do for anybody when he’s 5 years old arredy too late his mamma one day sez Floyd come take this trash out to the barrel but he just lain there in the living room on the furniture so she sez you taking […]


My mother never forgave my father for killing himself, especially at such an awkward time and in a public park, that spring when I was waiting to be born. She locked his name in her deepest cabinet and would not let him out, though I could hear him thumping. When I came down from the […]


Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass. And the eyes of those two Indian ponies Darken with kindness. They have come gladly out of the willows To welcome my friend and me. We step over the barbed wire into the pasture Where they have been grazing all day, […]


Imagine you wake up with a second chance: The blue jay hawks his pretty wares and the oak still stands, spreading glorious shade. If you don’t look back, the future never happens. How good to rise in sunlight, in the prodigal smell of biscuits— eggs and sausage on the grill. The whole sky is yours […]


Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and […]


Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he’s a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he’s to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth […]


Sleep softly my old love my beauty in the dark night is a dream we have as you know as you know night is a dream you know an old love in the dark around you as you go without end as you know in the night where you go sleep softly my old love […]