Untethered Dog

You Never Know Where He Will Go



What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare? No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full […]


Stand still. The trees ahead and the bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The forest breathes. Listen. It answers. I have made this place around you. If you leave it, you […]


When we are old one night and the moon arcs over the house like an antique China saucer and the teacup sun follows somewhere far behind I hope the stars deepen to a shine so bright you could read by it if you liked and the sadnesses we will have known go away for a […]


There is joy in all: in the hair I brush each morning, in the Cannon towel, newly washed, that I rub my body with each morning, in the chapel of eggs I cook each morning, in the outcry from the kettle that heats my coffee each morning, in the spoon and the chair that cry […]


Where? In the black trees that lay down and drown here? In the drowned clouds? — and no one to hold them back. Rhododendron, the night never ends. A still-life and a way to get home again. A moss-dark photograph turned holy in his memory. It’s anyone against the wind tonight. In the eyes of a […]


Is it starting to rain? Did the check bounce? Are we out of coffee? Is this going to hurt? Could you lose your job? Did the glass break? Was the bagger misrouted? Will this go on my record? Are you missing much money? Was anyone injured? Is the traffic heavy? Do I have to remove my […]


Because she wants to touch him, she moves away. Because she wants to talk to him, she keeps silent. Because she wants to kiss him, she turns away & kisses a man she does not want to kiss. He watches thinking she does not want him. He listens hearing her silence. He turns away thinking […]

Self Trust

Ed was in love with a cocktail waitress, but Ed’s family, and his friends, didn’t approve. So he broke it off. He married a respectable woman who played the piano. She played well enough to have been a professional. Ed’s wife left him … Years later, at a family gathering, Ed got drunk and made […]


Like everyone, you have two faces: One of them others see, in restaurants and banks — it’s only approximate, the probable cause when you feel misjudged by the world. On the inside there’s another face through which you reach toward that world: Pure gesture, it registers instantaneously each nuance of feeling, like a film star […]


Let me cook you some dinner. Sit down and take off your shoes and socks and in fact the rest of your clothes, have a daiquiri, turn on some music and dance around the house, inside and out, it’s night and the neighbors are sleeping, those dolts, and the stars are shining bright, and I’ve […]


So we moved from my small town in western Minnesota to St. Paul where I had to go to Murray High, a school with more people than in the entire town of Sacred Heart, and I had to walk two and a half miles every day because there were no school buses, but it turned […]


Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise. -Maya Angelou, “Still I Rise,” And Still I Rise (1978)


Will you stop for a while, stop trying to pull yourself together for some clear “meaning” — some momentary summary? no one can have poetry or dances, prayers or climaxes all day, the ordinary blankness of little dramatic consciousness is good for the health sometimes, only Dostoevsky can be Dostoeveskian at such long long tumultuous […]


So early it’s almost dark out. I’m near the window with coffee, and the usually early morning stuff that passes for thought. When I see the boy and his friend walking up the road to deliver the newspaper. They wear caps and sweaters, and none boy has a bag over his shoulder. They are so […]