On the evening of September 7, 2010, the world lost a lovely little presence, Trusty. We remember her dearly and lovingly and have created this site for the posting of your thoughts, photos, poetry, dreams, etc. You can also use the site to send your wishes and blessings to those who loved her most. And don't forget to keep your eyes open for a little spirit running around your yard, barking at your neighbor's dog, sniffing around the kitchen trash can, keeping a spot warm on your couch. She will truly be missed.
Golden Retrievals
BY MARK DOTY
Fetch? Balls and sticks capture my attention
seconds at a time. Catch? I don’t think so.
Bunny, tumbling leaf, a squirrel who’s—oh
joy—actually scared. Sniff the wind, then
I’m off again: muck, pond, ditch, residue
of any thrillingly dead thing. And you?
Either you’re sunk in the past, half our walk,
thinking of what you never can bring back,
or else you’re off in some fog concerning
—tomorrow, is that what you call it? My work:
to unsnare time’s warp (and woof!), retrieving,
my haze-headed friend, you. This shining bark,
a Zen master’s bronzy gong, calls you here,
entirely, now: bow-wow, bow-wow, bow-wow.
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