Santa Cruz poet Ellen Bass writes about a near miss in this monthly installment of locally inspired verse.
Lost Dog
It’s just getting dark, fog drifting in,
damp grasses fragrant with anise and mint,
and though I call his name
until my voice cracks,
there’s no faint tinkling
of tag against collar, no sleek
black silhouette with tall ears rushing
toward me through the wild radish.
As it turns out, he’s trotted home,
tracing the route of his trusty urine.
Now he sprawls on the deep red rug, not dead,
not stolen by a car on West Cliff Drive.
Every time I look at him, the wide head
resting on outstretched paws,
joy does another lap around the racetrack
of my heart. Even in sleep
when I turn over to ease my bad hip,
I’m suffused with contentment.
If I could lose him like this every day
I’d be the happiest woman alive.
–Ellen Bass
from Mules of Love (BOA Editions, 2002)
Ellen Bass’s poetry books include The Human Line (Copper Canyon Press, 2007) and Mules of Love (BOA Editions, 2002). Her poems have been published in many journals including The Atlantic Monthly, The New Republic, The Progressive and American Poetry.
LOCAL POETS, LOCAL INSPIRATION is edited by Santa Cruz Weekly Poetry Editor Robert Sward. It appears in the first issue of each month.
