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Lucy

For thirteen years, it was a rare moment that Lucy (Lady Elucibeth) was not at my heel, or my shoulder, or on my lap. Lucy had all those qualities that we admire in dogs: faithfulness, loyalty, bravery, and deep, abiding love.

Plagued by fears beyond her control (the monster in the oven) Lucy rallied her courage every day to climb those steep stairs; to go through threatening doorways; to do her important and dangerous job of defending and protecting those under her care. She raised her foster-puppy, Henry, with great patience and sturdy example.

Lucy leaves this bereft human; Henry, her companion of ten years (who still looks for her); and many passionately-loved human friends who will miss her noisy, ecstatic greetings.

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snapshot poem 21 july 02010

grief accumulates
marbles in a leather bag
cat eyes, shooters, steel

dust in the corner
stones in the heart

feathers on the camel’s back

it comes in storms, in waves, in small winds
in large winds
in stone walls

you lean against it
it leans against you

you carry a village on your back
a steep village
a mountain of masonry
dense & crowded houses

all the people
all the other animals

heavy woven rugs
they weigh you down
their beautiful, mysterious patterns
ancient colors
signifying ...

the colors of rain
cold rain in the body
heavy and dark

you wake with tears on your face
a wet and silent pillow

nothing can hold it
not dreams, not the body, not