Tuesday, March 13, 2012

A sick-bay bow-wow – Sam Hunt

A sick-bay bow-wow – Sam Hunt

The dog’s back leg ripped open,
Some weekender’s possum trap:

Ignoring rage, I bind up
Minstrel’s leg the best I can…

Then this most moving scene:
All the dogs of Bottle Creek

Come visiting. They know he’s sick;
Bring him bones though times are lean.

I found these poems in an old poetry anthology from school. Unfortunately there isn't a reference for where they originally came from.

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