This is from last December after the diagnosis and before my decision to go through with the amputation.
Dog and Snow and Now
It is thirteen—
the year Dog will leave me
through an invasion of bone.
It has snowed and melted and snowed, so
Dog glows on the other side of Ice
deep in the cold he so loves
where he plants three paws and a swoosh,
shakes, leaps, presses us
into the angel moment.
This is redemptive snow.
He smiles in the urban ski path,
examines every inch of sidewalk
and solidifies what has nebulized in me.
Black nose low,
he nudges the freshest track
identifies the cat, the truck, the man,
the handprints on an abandoned snowball–
then high,
the flight of every crow
the outline of each gray-sky seagull,
and the quick bristle of squirrel meat.
We stop and start together
single-filing it through the details of the street.
BEAUUUUUTIFUL!
Luka was and always will be your muse to create such stellar pieces of poetry. Thank you for sharing this heartfelt, beautiful look at those days you shared. They will never be forgotten.
I love, love, love this. Luka was poetry and inspired poetry. What a beautifully captured and rendered moment.
Lisa
You are continuing Luka’s Legacy in such a beautiful way. Through you, she is still touching hearts. This is such a lovely tribute to her.
And Luka is still sniffing and swooshing around in the snow and he’s chasing Crows and, most importantly, still walking by your side!
Your words in the poem are his words. Luka is guiding you every stepmof the way.
Thanks for honoring Luka in such a beautiful way today. It’s such a creative way to show us more of who Luka is. And he clearly was a very loved and very happy boy! 🙂
Lots of love
Sally and Alumni Happy Hannah and Merry Myrtle and Frankie too!
Thank you for reading! My life is crazily busy and Luka is on my mind all the time, so just being able to touch the website from time to time feels so grounding, like “we” are back with friends.