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28 December 2005 | Vol. 5, No. 4


There's a moment in every dog's life

when it surrenders its dogginess

to a greater good, maybe to you

if you're lucky and lacking the love

of a good dog, and that becomes

the firmament in the earthquake

your life is. Loneliness can't enter

through that door—make your body

a door: what is overhead bears down

and the shape of nothing becomes

visible like your dog in the corner

who dreams silently, his legs pumping.

This is what you recall when his brave,

blue-black tongue lolls from his mouth,

so long, so thick you are shocked,

and you cradle it in your inadequate

hands to keep it off the cold, tile floor

in the last moments of his dedicated life

weeping like a child with the silly hope

you are the door he's passing through.

About the author:

Laura McCullough has published poems widely in literary magazines and journals such as Conte, Dream People, Nimrod, Potion, Hotel Amerika, Gulf Coast, Nightsun, Spoken War, Iron Horse Quarterly, Boulevard, Amarillo Bay, God Particle, Poetry East, Confluence, Exquisite Corpse, 42opus, the Potomac, Stirring, Word Riot, Tarpaulin Sky, and others. Her first collection of poems, The Dancing Bear, was published in February 2006 by Open Book Press with jacket blurbs by Stephen Dunn, Li-Young Lee, and BJ Ward.



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