The Quick Brown Fox Jumps Over The Lazy Dog
// August 9th, 2011 // 1 Comment » // poetry
The Quick Brown Fox Jumps Over The Lazy Dog
Let’s go back to the lazy dog, afternoon sun
lingering on his tail, the warmth of that
disturbed by a fox shadow. Quick, the fox,
and brown, a showoff too by all reports.
What’s so great about a leap over–not
moon, not line of fourteen buses–just one
lazy dog. And the dog, all dreamy and warm
in the buttery sun at the back end of another
day, content, and not at all quick to leap,
cast shadows, or impress, just resting,
being, in that spot on the verandah, post-lunch
with his tail all laid out: now the occasional
twitch of a hunting dream, now the dark
of a shadow-fox crossing over. Yes, the fox
gets to business and the lazy dog naps
while the farmer is fetching his gun.










