Tuesday Poem: Song

The minim leap of dog

behind, and in front, the hemidemisemiquavers

of rabbit.

Oblivious, both. I think of Mary

Oliver and her unleashed dogs

calling

      ‘stay’ to Ben

      ‘run’ to the raccoon.

On Pirinoa Road, we’re still

a strange kind of musical interlude
with me the conductor. Now one – ah there – and now

the other. The grace of both. No need to say a thing. 

Bow, my loves. 

Mary McCallum

Mary Oliver's lovely book Dog Poems inspired this poem, written at a place of rabbits and one dog. 

I am also the editor at the Tuesday Poem hub this week and have posted a wonderful poem by Helen Rickerby who is one of the first poets to be published as part of my new Hoopla series. Her book is Cinema.