Susan F. Glassmeyer
A lost Lab running inside her own black shadow,
sideswiped by a car going north on the pike,
then struck by a driver heading south.
I’m an accidental witness on this no-moon night,
busy with my own troubles, like anyone else.
I don’t want to hear the dog’s pinched howl
or her fitful whimpering after she drops
like fallen cargo in the middle of the road.
I want to turn away, but a pressing thought
pulls me over—Don’t be afraid of the suffering.
So I give up, sit down in the street, stopping traffic.
Wrap myself around the furry clock of the dog’s life
as if to stop the stream pouring out of her head.
Not dead, but dying, I tell the onlookers.
I say, Touch her. I say, Don’t be afraid.
A few hands join mine as we follow the rise
and fall of the animal body, the warm belly growing
cooler with each exhalation. Pain appears to be lifting.
Now, under the village lamplight, a stunning
pink foam, almost iridescent, spilling
from dog lungs to dog mouth. Spilling a still life
of wet roses on the dark pavement: blood petals
on our hands, wrists, boots and ankles.
In a slow (call it reverential) movement, Bailey
(her collar says Bailey) arches her spine in an asana
of surrender. Musically sighs. Now dies.
—from Rattle #37, Summer 2012
This reminds me of William Stafford’s poem, Traveling through the Dark, but Susan F. Glassmeyer’s poem takes the reader into the fearless heart of compassion. Profoundly beautiful!
Also see I Tell You, a poem by Susan F. Glassmeyer, from The Incomplete Litany of Untold Stories
Read more of her poems in Sixfold Journal’s Poetry Winter 2015.
On April 16, 2018, Susan Glassmeyer published Invisible Fish, a collection of new and previously published selected poems. In March 2019, I purchased a signed copy directly from Susan. So glad I did.
Visit the new website of this Ohio Poet of the Year 2018.
Tags: beauty, being present, comforting a suffering creature, conscious loving, death, fearless compassion, fearless heart, healer, love in action, loving compassion, poet, road accident, susan f. glassmeyer, susan glassmeyer, the miracle of dying
March 17, 2019 at 10:49 pm |
Ken this poem is a knockout. Thanks so much for sharing her work with me. I went to the website and found her April Gifts which I know will bring me joy!
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March 18, 2019 at 4:38 am |
Kim, glad you’ve now discovered Susan F. Glassmeyer’s poetry. She is very special! Let me know what you thought of her other one I sent you, I Tell You, also stunning!
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