Adamant
David Antrobus Posted on Friday, September 28, 2018 at 9:08PM 
"Thy grace may wing me to prevent his art
And thou like adamant draw mine iron heart." — John Donne
You following that slat-ribbed coydog down the interstate right now?
Ain’t no towns for miles, just fences and cattle, while the sly grey dog lopes west, lost as the sun.
Semi-trailers and campers, pickup trucks and seekers, late in the summer, pass the dog however hard he runs, his loose pink tongue a ribbon soliciting some secret charity. Pay him some mind if you happen to pass by.
Don’t matter his type or breed—wild, border, working, bright as fireflies, resolute as night. Salute him, greet him, unearth the kindness from the dark ore of your heart, show him something virtuous as you pull away, as you catch a glimpse of his desolate grin in your rearview. He has forever to catch up, a whole lifetime to contemplate his banishment.
Ain’t ashamed to tell the world I love that mutt. He’s earnest as an abandoned dream in the wake of a long gone carnival. Sad as an old candy wrapper blowing across a field. More fearful than feral.
Lung shadows and rain squalls appear like arrow falls, the whole land opens its gullet, and distant ranges echo with yipped laments for countless absent place names.
After some time, you can’t help yourself. You pull onto the fractured shoulder, oh sweet Montana sky, crack the window and breathe the grass-stem purity, and you wait, and you wait, until the tireless adamant blur in your bug-spattered mirror resolves itself into something alive—this wild insistent dog, heedless of pain, hopeful for your love, loping your way, bringing its torn ears and matted fur, carrying its lonely wet ardor, its road stink, here with you now, believing in some kind of reckoning.
Abandonment, Carnival, John Donne, Love, Montana, West, coydog, exile, highway, interstate
Reader Comments (2)
Sorry it took me a couple of days to discover this latest from you. Amazing, David. All aura, atmosphere and distinct voice. You've captured this scene, that character, the damn dog, beautifully.
No worries, Jo. I've been having problems with the platform, so my posts haven't appeared at their normal scheduled times. As always, thanks not only for reading but for your always kind comments.