Barking

By Jim Harrison b. 1937 Jim Harrison
The moon comes up.
The moon goes down.
This is to inform you
that I didn’t die young.
Age swept past me
but I caught up.
Spring has begun here and each day
brings new birds up from Mexico.
Yesterday I got a call from the outside
world but I said no in thunder.
I was a dog on a short chain
and now there’s no chain.

Source: Poetry (September 2008).

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This poem originally appeared in the September 2008 issue of Poetry magazine

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 Jim  Harrison

Biography

Jim Harrison has spent much of his life in Michigan on a farm near where he was born. His connection to rural landscapes is evident in his free-verse, imagistic poetry, which often explores human and animal drives set against an unforgiving natural world. Noting the poetry’s relation to Hemingway’s prose style in a review of Harrison’s Selected & New Poems 1961–1981, poet and critic Richard Tillinghast declared in the New York . . .

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Poem Categorization

SUBJECT Living, Growing Old, Nature, Social Commentaries, Life Choices

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

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