Man and Dog, Footprints in Snow



Bitter cold. No one is abroad.

I have been looking everywhere for you.

If you don’t believe me, 

Look at my footprints in the snow.


–(anonymous, translated from the Chinese by Kenneth Rexroth) 




My dog and I leave two sets of footprints. Together we are a lyric poem, the dog with a temple in her mind–incense, tall windows; and the man with his capacity for being lost. What are we looking for? A house, a door, a familiar street…Other times it’s peace of mind we’re after. Two sets of prints. One creature. 


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