Neighbor’s Dog
Oh Neighbor’s Dog, I hear you barking.
What a fine bark you have!
Bow-wow! Bow-wow!
I would almost think that you would be weary
at this time of night,
but who can blame you for being awake
when your owners are shouting so angrily
and for so long. How energetic they are!
And how convinced of their own rectitude.
As far as I can tell
He is arguing that she is stupid,
and she is arguing that he is stupid.
I think they are both right!
That settled, Neighbor’s Dog,
Please put your strong chops
to better use, and bite them both
for an equal and condign
judgment from nature.
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Memories of a Lunch Uneaten
How could I ever forget that day...
When was it? Three years ago?
Four? Five?
Two? One?
Anyway, some time ago,
as the playful winds of November blew
through the budding apple trees...
so I guess it was more like April—
or maybe it was May, or possibly June,
of some year...
I waited for you in the park.
You were supposed to bring a picnic lunch.
I brought the wine.
But you never showed up
and I was arrested
for standing in the park,
drinking wine.
Witch!
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