A poem

Because it’s National Poetry Month, and because you don’t really need a reason for a good poem. (Image credit: Garrett Cheen)

Another Reason Why I Don’t Keep a Gun in the House
Billy Collins

The neighbors’ dog will not stop barking.
He is barking the same high, rhythmic bark
that he barks every time they leave the house.
They must switch him on on their way out.

The neighbors’ dog will not stop barking.
I close all the windows in the house
and put on a Beethoven symphony full blast
but I can still hear him muffled under the music,
barking, barking, barking,

and now I can see him sitting in the orchestra,
his head raised confidently as if Beethoven
had included a part for barking dog.

When the record finally ends he is still barking,
sitting there in the oboe section barking,
his eyes fixed on the conductor who is
entreating him with his baton

while the other musicians listen in respectful
silence to the famous barking dog solo,
that endless coda that first established
Beethoven as an innovative genius.

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2 responses to “A poem

  1. Very Interesting!! Fun poem.. Still laughing.

    Here’s mine:
    http://oliviasmindlymatters.wordpress.com/2010/06/27/fire-inside-the-snow/

    All the Best
    xox

    • Thanks for the comment (and for your poem). I should point out that I’m *not* a poet, and the poems I share here are those I enjoy, written by others. Billy Collins is the former Poet Laureate of the U.S. 🙂

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