Poem for Dan at 30

Whatever was stalking you
Howling with hunger
At your back

You picked it up by the scruff of its neck
And put it down
In front of you

You sang to it
You put it to work
You made it laugh
You buried your fingers in its fur
You walked it in sunlight

You named and tamed it

At 30
Everything is in front of you

Ready for your hands

                                          -- New York, October 4, 2010

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