Alan Kleiman was kind enough to share this poem here.
OF DOG CABLES AND BEAUTY
Your pretty face always says to me
Welcome
Look this way with enthusiasm
For you will find symmetries to please your soul when your eyes catch my cheek
The line near my forehead the angle of my nose hint life is beautiful morning is sober
You won’t find solace in every glance
But consolation
An anchor to ground the day from strays
I see that cable we screw in tight
Into the land
Going round and round deeper with each turn
Until somehow it’s too deep, stuck now big pup can’t pull it out now
his play becomes the loop
The length of wire holding him to ground
Keeping him close
Keeping him ours.
