Untethered Dog

You Never Know Where He Will Go

Poetry

Ha!

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 […]

Love

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 […]

Truth

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 […]

Love

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 […]

Love

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 […]

Hope

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)

Breaks

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 […]

Happiness

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 […]

Self

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting, too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being […]