"Eva was my Australian Shepherd, who had a big vocabulary in English and Spanish and invented jobs for herself in the absence of sheep."
How can a lamentation be so intriguing! This short piece ends with two of the more memorable lines in the English language. This a perfect Sunday morning poem.
Poet, erstwhile musician, writer, teacher, art guy, and Nob Hill denizen, I've been here since '81. I am a confirmed unbeatnik and Valley Rat. Write a poem a day, sing or play a little flute, or a…Continue