ARGOS

(I published this earlier with a picture of my good dog Sam, and a dedication to him as well.  A couple friends got worried that something was amiss with the old dog.  I can see how that happened, but not to worry, all is well.)

ARGOS
contemplating time
thinking of Ulysses

I knew

you were gone

and so

I waited…I waited

I sensed you

ephemeral/ethereal

here     there

gone

I tuned myself

to the air

as if

air were memory

and

you were the air.

I leaned

against

air

I

nuzzled

air

I

ran behind

herds

of

air

I waited
listening for you

until

forever became

a memory

of a memory

and

until

there was

less.

And, still –

I waited           I wait

.

ARGOS

RW

Seattle

02.26.2017