New York Lindsey
Following the Day
I feel sad for him,
that dead German shepherd
on the right shoulder
next to a driveway
on 97, south of Okanogan.
Its people, gone, perhaps think
that he's happy,
running through orchards that wall in
their house, this road.
These trees fade to fields
of wheat cropped short
like a crew cut and yellow
as summer. I drove this road
to see where it went. A hamburger
in Wilbur, Vanilla Coke in Omak.
All in the rearview now
with that shepherd, apple trees, yellow
wheat. Grand Coulee, Spokane
Over the speakers, Milo Aukerman
sings everything's going to be okay.
(Poetry inspired photography based upon Dan's chapbook, Following the Day)
p.s. Tomorrow is the first day of National Poetry Month.