Poems on dogs and happiness.

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listen,
you a wonder.
you a city of a woman.
you got a geography of your own.
listen,
somebody need a map to understand you.
somebody need directions to move around you.
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April 3, 2019: Waiting for Happiness, Nomi Stone

Waiting for Happiness
Nomi Stone

Dog knows when friend will come home
because each hour friend’s smell pales,
air paring down the good smell
with its little diamond. It means I miss you
O I miss you, how hard it is to wait
for my happiness, and how good when
it arrives. Here we are in our bodies,
ripe as avocados, softer, brightening
with latencies like a hot, blue core
of electricity: our ankles knotted to our
calves by a thread, womb sparking
with watermelon seeds we swallowed
as children, the heart again badly hurt, trying
and failing. But it is almost five says
the dog. It is almost five.

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