Tag Archives: dogs

Rendez-nous

If you were somehow transported, soulwise, for one hour into my dog lying on her bed under the window, I would lie beside you on the floor, my head on the corner of your bed, my hand resting lightly on … Continue reading

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Evensong, Autumn in the Boreal Anthropocene

Black bird, raven, gliding on cold, damp air, croaking the gutteral, plangent song of the old, feathered god. The dogs run through ditches where ferns are laid down by wind and rain to sleep under the weight of snow. They … Continue reading

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Small Game Season

I pull the dogs to the ditch when the pickup blasts by, unwavering, with two pheasant hunters inside. The sky is layered in cloud gradations, darker and heavier down to the tired hills slumped between Liminga and Superior. Clover is … Continue reading

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Panking

Sometimes it’s damn hard to feel at home in the world. On hot nights, my thoughts circle like a dog panking  down imaginary grass into bedding, only to plop onto hardwood. Or they keep clawing like cats kneading and kneading, … Continue reading

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May Pastorale

I was turning the warm soil of the garden bed. Our big rooster named Fluffernutter was there eating the worms and larvae I unearthed. He called to his hens to join the feast but they kept a distance and scratched. Later, … Continue reading

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Alpha Bitch in Springtime

So I’m taking down snow fence, rolling up 50-foot sections and hauling them awkwardly against my hip and thigh to stack behind the sauna. It’s the vernal equinox, 82 degrees in late afternoon, the cedar slats and wire dig into … Continue reading

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Every Good Dog Shall Learn to Love the Leash

The collar was the first hard bargain that culled dog from wolf, the dog soul bartered for the daily bread and the comfortable bed by the stove. With the leash and one God-like finger, I spare the squirrel from their teeth and … Continue reading

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