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Dog poems

  • 18 May 2010

Sharing the dog for Pepper

Sleeping lightly on the sofa lately, I've had the Pepper-dog beside me, sleeping soundly on the rug: she, she knows, is keeping promises, promises that have lasted five days since she came here this time. I believe that as she lies there, somehow she feels time creeping — some inchoate sense, sense of the Grim Reaper reaping with his scathing scythe, or Father Time with a sieve.

Pepper, O Pepper, the lady dog of Nash Street, lady dog indeed of Northcote, alas poor grandad walks and talks to you only when your family, Jones-Bargh, visits places doggies aren't allowed unleashed, or places where no welcome is extended, Pepper, even to lady dogs, places like Brimlea.

–Evan Jones

dog & stick therell always be an oxford st with tooth marks somewhere on its body, it can be a sweatbox, a downhill delight.

new media on the tv. virtual skippy as the parky of poetry, the vagaries of easter & anzac day.

we are running on a theme to do with spirit, people still live in places shot to hell & reeled back.

only boys that save their pennies & shells, interest me, bondi thunder loosely sorts the chickens from the saving club. you are hung, like that pointy & upsidedown.

robert duncan had a brave antagonism, we talk through our phds. the neighbours hear & roll their ears.

–Michael Farrell The standup We agree to meet up in a busy street Lots of feet Marching to the beat Totally Anonymous Strangers everywhere Each one undistinguishable Coming from all directions Love and hate colliding A Traffic of ecstasy Yet we skirt past one another Not pausing Not stopping Protected under the busy umbrella of the street Searching and finding Hiding and seeking Teardrops falling to be left alone Left feeling like a dog without a bone Slowly going home Wishing the mobile phone would ring a tone And the virtual stranger Would mumble a series of excuses And agree to meet up again in the busy street Where we would finally meet

–Isabella Fels 

 

Michael Farrell coedited with Jill Jones Out of the Box, Contemporary Australian Gay and Lesbian Poets. He also recently edited an Australian feature for the US-based journal, ecopoetics.

 

 Isabella Fels is a Melbourne poet and writer about sport, relationships, mental illness and everyday life. Her poems have been published in many places including in Positive Words, The Record and the SBS Insight website 

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