Frederick Seidel

Right now, a dog tied up in the street is barking With the grief of being left, A dog bereft. Right now, a car is parking. The dog emits Petals of a barking flower and barking flakes of snow That float upward from the street below To where another victim sits: Who listens to the whole city And the dog honking like a car alarm, And doesn’t mean the dog any harm, And doesn’t feel any pity.