Almanac Poetry: ‘Roots’ by Tommy Mallet
Roots
by Tommy Mallett
The dog sits on top of a rise
above where I spend the day
breaking down willow trees
before poisoning their bases,
freeing up the creek.
Every time I look up she’s there,
opposite the wallabies,
proud,
watching a world she’s forbidden
to hunt through,
yet owns.
My mind searches back,
yet I can’t remember her being anything
but this.
Some dogs have simply always been old.
Beautiful and old.
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You capture the moment beautifully Tommy. I sense a familiar artist at work here!