moaning at the moonlight

You may disagree with what is against your sensibilities & beliefs, but sometimes the reasons for a culture's differences are tied up with a history, still in memory through those who lived it & continue to remember it. & so the habit persists. i have a dog, & though the farming of dog meat (not [...]

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dead Jindo soliloquy

Daniel Paul Marshall

i hope Tim Miller at wordandsilence doesn’t mind that i quote his long poem To the House of the Sun in a sonnet about a dead Jindo?

Dead Jindo Soliloquy

Maggots dripping from its black
mouth like molten Bramley oozing from a split in pastry.
A white hire car likely hit it: 99% more traffic
accidents in 2016— this poor Jindo won’t make
statistic. Maggots waste not want not. i turn to my
dog & say, this body too will look like that
it is not exempt from that fate
i quote from scripture: Miller, HOS, Book 24:1.
She’s ill at ease, her eyes & tail tell all.

The corpse has many lessons, wants so little,
gives flesh & sinew to the dust or hungry animals,
its stiff tongue never argues, only lolls
in mockery of fretting that the living deal

—the breathlessly anxious are the joke of the…

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edgelands

this poem made an appearance at The Poetry Shed sometime last year, June i think. some may not have got to read it so here it is again. thanks to Abegail Morley for publishing this. edgeland where the throat of the grass is driest never having sampled Jeju’s mineral cool spring water that cuts through [...]

on the perimeters

  on the perimeters poor street bitch, famished & lonely, tiptoe your perfect parabola, study me for sudden movements, then scuttle anxious bursts in mimicry of all the other homeless dogs, risking the treacherous oscillations of traffic to protect the precious cargo you ferry to life : you must have 5 pups or thereabouts due. [...]