Thursday, July 29, 2010

Daily Poem - July 29, 2010

Retrieve

My husband has shut me in my room.
This happens sometimes.

I am reading lines from Mary Daly's
Sin Big, 'Decode their mysteries...'.

He is making a narrow space
where our puppy can learn retrieving.

Only one person at a time can train a dog
but each can reinforce the good behavior.

It begins with a pair of socks
curled heel to toe into a sack

he tosses the length of two closed doors
toward a closed window.

The pup must wait for the command.
Fetch. The trainer must not delay the pup

too long or berate too harshly
or interest wanes, the retrieve will never happen.

When their session's done they go downstairs.
My door's still shut. So I open it.

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