Larry Brody’s Poetry: ‘Basic Training (Courtesy Of The Navajo Dog)’


A public service message from The Navajo Dog. Listen up, kids, cuz unlike us humans she always knows what she’s talking about, even if we can’t figure it out.

Basic Training (Courtesy Of The Navajo Dog)
by Larry Brody

The Navajo dog is a schemer,

A sage who teaches with tricks, threats, and lies.

She makes things real as they are needed,

Pushing and prodding to set souls into the places

She deems proper so her lessons will spring to life.

No cost is too high for the Navajo dog to pay,

Nor too much for her to ask of such as we.

She demands all, and in return gives everything she has.

When I asked her one day (oh so long, it seems,

So long, long ago!) why she did things this way,

Why she didn’t lead Socratically with the truth,

The Navajo dog barked a short laugh,

And pawed at the dry earth. As she dug deeper,

The dirt grew more moist,

Darkening into a wholeness that no longer could be

Chipped or fragmented away.

“This is truth, ignorant boy,” she said.

“This is the true Mother Earth. The deeper we

Get the more is she alive. All of her is one,

A wholeness that dries into scattered bits

When brought up to the sun. Your mother

Does not throw herself at you, and expose

Her innards. She hides, and makes you find her,

Plants clues—lies!—to tempt you and tease you

And lead you ever on. You must dig and dig and dig

Past the desert’s dead surface,

To find the truth of this world,

Just as you must dig and dig and dig

Past the desert dog’s lies.”

“And what you tell me now,” I asked,

“Is this the truth? Or is there something deeper

For which I must search?”

The Navajo dog stuck her muzzle into the

Hole she had made, clamped her teeth

On a shard of bone. “If I scratched my way

Down to the center of the earth,” she said,

“Would there still be someplace deeper to go?”

I heard the bone crack between her jaws,

Watched her swallow the fragments.

“Always,” I said. “Always something deeper.”

The Navajo dog yipped and pranced off.

“What do you say we go hunting?” she called back to me,

“And find ourselves something a little more alive?”



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Many thanks.

Larry Brody is the head dood at TVWriter™. He is posting at least one poem a week here at TVWriter™ because, as the Navajo Dog herself once pointed out, “Art has to be free. If you create it for money, you lose your vision, and yourself.” She said it shorter, though, with just a snort.