Unamuno’s Dog*

*(Previously published at Eclectic Flash, Vol 1, in 2010)

Poems
circle
like flies
buzzing
just out of reach.

One poem,
like a nuthatch
in winter
at the suet feeder,
pecks for
word seeds.

Another poem
leads me
astray
like Unamuno’s dog.

I follow
her swishing tail,
watch her
snap at flies,
teeth clacking
the air.

The nuthatch
pecks
another seed,
flies away.

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Published by

Ray Sharp

Father, poet, triathlete, local public health planner

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