poem #13

animal dynamism
 
ANIMAL DYNAMISM
 
A woolly dog is under
my neighbor’s primrose bush
eyes closed, belly in the dust
 
every day in the same position
from which he’s never moved
though his hairs glisten in
 
and out of rhythm
so I’m pretty sure
he’s breathing.
 
– Evelyn B. Hirschworth
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