I did get that impression - of Max ruled by the labs - when he described
his frantic first morning walk, getting ready inside then taking off at
their will - a great piece of shared experience.
Has anyone retained it? I'd love to see it again.
Andrew
On 29 September 2016 at 10:19, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]>
wrote:
> Nice, Doug. But if you had ever seen Max with dogs, you would know, they
> walked him. Funny, how much his life was dominated by dogs but you wouldn't
> have said he was a 'dog person' in the way that some people naturally are
> or seem to be. So it fits your poem to say the walk would be 'slow and
> rhythmic' but my memory is of labs jerking him along. Not that they didn't
> love him of course.
>
> Bill
>
> On Thursday, 29 September 2016, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]>
> wrote:
>
> > i.m. Max Richards
> >
> > Two dogs are waiting
> > for their usual slow rhythmic walk
> >
> > the rhyme of trees & fences
> > a roundabout series of turns
> >
> > those lines have broken
> > & still they wait
> >
> >
> > Douglas Barbour
> > [log in to unmask] <javascript:;>
> > https://eclecticruckus.wordpress.com/
> >
> > Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuations
> > 2 (UofAPress).
> > Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
> >
> > Four or five couplets trying to dance
> > into Persia. Who dances in Persia now?
> >
> > A magic carpet, a prayer mat, red.
> > A knocked off head of somebody on her broken knees.
> >
> > Phyllis Webb
> >
>
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Andrew
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