|a rerun. caspar von reth, Hundeportrat, 1893. PD|
At last deep in the stairwell I hear a tread,
it is him, my leader, my love.
I run to the door and listen to his approach.
Today is National Poetry Day in the United Kingdom, and I'm happy to jump on the bandwagon by revisiting my favorite pet poem (so far). By happy accident, it's by Thom Gunn, the Anglo-American poet. "Yoko," written from his dog's viewpoint, surrenders us to an immediate, wholehearted world revolving round good smells and the beloved human. I have to send you elsewhere to read it whole, but please do. It's here -