The Resemblance Between Your
Life and a Dog
I never intended to have
this life, believe me -
It just happened. You know how dogs turn up
At a farm, and they wag but can't explain.
It just happened. You know how dogs turn up
At a farm, and they wag but can't explain.
It's good if you can accept
your life - you'll notice
Your face has become deranged trying to adjust
To it. Your face thought your life would look
Your face has become deranged trying to adjust
To it. Your face thought your life would look
Like your bedroom mirror
when you were ten.
That was a clear river touched by mountain wind.
Even your parents can't believe how much you've changed.
That was a clear river touched by mountain wind.
Even your parents can't believe how much you've changed.
Sparrows in winter, if
you've ever held one, all feathers,
Burst out of your hand with a fiery glee.
You see them later in hedges. Teachers praise you,
Burst out of your hand with a fiery glee.
You see them later in hedges. Teachers praise you,
But you can't quite get back
to the winter sparrow.
Your life is a dog. He's been hungry for miles.
Doesn't particularly like you, but gives up, and comes in.
Your life is a dog. He's been hungry for miles.
Doesn't particularly like you, but gives up, and comes in.
~ Robert Bly
~
(Eating the Honey of Words: New
and Selected Poems)
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