“What would the world be without music or rivers or the green of tender grass? What would this world be without dogs?”– Mary Oliver
And it is National Poetry Month. I was looking for just the right poem to share today- or part of one– and I cracked open Dog Songs by Mary Oliver, one of my favorite poets. I read from poetry books like a medium does a pack of Tarot cards. I settle a minute, and then open a page on the faith that the poem is what I should know, now. Today, I picked the back of the book, and it fell open to Oliver’s essay Dog Talk ( not a poem, but poetic, in that it tells a truth.) It was perfect after a dog walk on the river flats at low tide, with green seaweed, thawing ice, good news from the doctor, and even a bit of blue sky. (No foolin.’)
