they tell me my dog has rare lymphoma.she lies on the bed in my office,listens to cello music. sheloves the cello. dammit, she loves the cello.__________________________________________________Copyright Katherine Mercurio Gotthardt, November 22, 2024, all rights reserved*Author’s note – Dolly is 11 and probably only has a couple of months to live. We’re giving her palliative care […]
I am watching my farm dog
limp and
trip
on stairs,
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I am working on being more intentional, directlyasking the day’s nimbus for its vascular biceps,afternoon for its ability—no, serenity—to sleep a spell in the slant of what morning leftbehind. And then, the gloam, courage to leaveremains in hands more careful and capablethan my own. Or perhaps it is more directed, closer to the shut-eyed affirmationsI
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Everyone has a tattoo—
or two, or three,
skin and bank the limit.
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This is my postcard to me and you.
You are good. Not just
good enough. Not okay,
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After a while,I am tired of trees.Not the woody-armed entity,bigmouthed and knotty nosed,that watches over our home.Not the longstanding gatheringof trunk and twig, thick skinned,evocatively named: Sycamore.Black walnut. River birch.Red maple. Not the resolutecedar, meditative, still, impermeable, apotheosis having long beencompleted. They are actualized,the Holy of Holies, fabled and tangibly ancient. Unlike we,awaiting our turn,
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My homeland speaks
in tongues. Gone too far
to roll back vein and gristle.
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Day seven,
warm rains still come,
speckled deer restless
and asking to nurse,
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We hadn’t known she could scream.
Glass shattering wail
through slats of a muzzle,
two techs holding her down,
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Or I could write about white-tailed doe,
baby of the family still trying to suckle,
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