By Amy Hempel, Jim Shepard

Now in paperback, an impossible to resist present for puppy fanatics: poems from the canines' viewpoint, written by means of the well-known writers and poets who love them.

List of contributors:
Edward Albee,  Jennifer Allen,  Danny Anderson,  Lynda Barry,  Rick Bass,  Charles Baxter,  Robert Benson,  Roy Blount, Jr., Ron Carlson,  Jill Ciment,  Bernard Cooper,  Stephen Dobyns,   Mark Doty,   Stephen Dunn,   Anderson Ferrell,  Amy Gerstler, Matthew Graham,   Ron Hansen,   Brooks Haxton,   Cynthia Heimel,   Amy Hempel,   Noy Hollan,   Andrew Hudgins,   John Irving, Denis Johnson,  R.S. Jones,   Walter Kirn,  Sheila Kohler,   Maxine Kumin,  Natalie Kusz,  Anne Lamott,   Gordon Lish,  Ralph Lombreglia, Merrill Markoe,  Pearson Marx,  Erin McGraw,  Heather McHugh,   Arthur Miller,  George Minot,  Susan Minot,   Honor Moore, Mary Morris,  Alicia Muñoz,  Elise Paschen,  Padgett Powell,  Wyatt Prunty,  Lawrence Raab,  Mark Richard,   John Rybicki, Jeanne Schinto,  Bob Shacochis,  Jim Shepard,   Karen Shepard,  Lee Smith,  Ben Sonnenberg,  Kate Clark Spencer,  Gerald Stern,
Terese Svoboda,  William Tester,  Abigail Thomas,  Lily Tuck,  Sidney Wade,  Kathryn Walker,  William Wegman

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Clever canines don't love to percentage. Lazy? uninteresting? All he does is stare. Hairball’s his identify; his mind is a pea. don't allow Skeezix pass in there. Won’t chase; won’t bark; won’t play; isn’t reasonable. Hates rides and walks. Why now not enable him be? clever canine don't like to proportion. The kitchen’s mine; I’ll lick it naked. And leftovers? Even they’re for me. don't enable Skeezix cross in there. Winslow doesn't prefer to percentage. —Winslow Denis Johnson Harold’s Bowl and nutrients Bowl bowl bowl bowl bowl nutrition nutrients nutrients nutrition nutrition The miracle of the heavenly eating place I this mouth this nice darkish unhappy night abruptly they arrive for me in a limousine How may well i've got believed i used to be vanquished I by no means lay slain I am the victor this parade is for me Now they've got led me to the doorways of God some time past and eternally i used to be during this position at the different aspect of consuming the place i'm complete and the empty bowl is gorgeous —Harold John Irving Untitled All canine favor prose, specially this one; I died in the summertime of 1965, following an episode with unrisen bread—I ate a bowl of dough after which went to sleep within the sunlight. immense mistake. —Marrow the great existence Brooks Haxton Nietzsche Possessed Dreamcat. Fonk. What? Scurrr. Ah, canfood. We’re wakeful now: canfood. Canfood. solid. Lickbowl. solid. Door. Dooroutnow. glance. I’m having a look. What? Doorwhat? Doorout correct? correct? Knobnow. sturdy. I’m long past. Cat. Realcat now. sizzling rattling. Damncat. Fence! similar fence. Yep. similar fence. Yep. excessive. Yep. Yep. robust. Yep. God. God, rip comparable fence. God, schnauzer down comparable fence. No? Cat, now: catfeet spookaway fence: spring: cat flies: cat balances on most sensible. Me: dig. puppy dig, did dig, do dig, doubledig. Now . . . underground now . . . fence. Piss on comparable, on fence, on fencepost. Me: I mark this. this is often mine. —Nietzsche Sidney Wade puppy Sonnet i do know the place I’m going Plutarch’s coming with Off to goof drobble sproing Snoop a wealthy double whiff Fish kill on the sink gap O terrific good fortune Grabble pute marly roll within the turrible druck hi there a mole thoroughly rapture Dig it 4 paw complete blown Wait a minute acquired fleas acquired to stickle the flap Of this ear here’s a bone at risk of me. Sneeze. —Gracie Lawrence Raab Katie’s phrases outdoors. box. meals, after all, puppy and stroll and take a seat. those you’re certain I comprehend. Like my identify. And yours. stable and undesirable. no longer constantly the variation. Or so you’d say, mistaking what i do know for the way i select to behave, complicated the note and its impact. You elevate your voice and that i consent. extra frequently than now not. remain or come. visit my position. And if I’d particularly be off alone chasing a squirrel or rolling round in a few attention-grabbing scent, i do know freedom isn’t every little thing. And so do you. converse, you are saying, and i've. sufficient is adequate. i feel it’s time for a stroll, to smell round for it slow, scratch on the snow, dig a gap simply to see if anything’s there. —Katie George Minot Down inform me don’t question me and let’s get going. No I’m now not grinning yet grimace sure i assume displaying opposed to my lifted black rubber lip my crimson gum and cracked outdated the teeth, yet there’s no snarl at the back of it like my gravelly growl, basically me and i'm the fieldy global jam-packed with its sensualities to nostril via gliding in my good-looking coat my dependable legislation, roots and carcasses to dig.

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