Dog Poems
Dec 24 2025
A poet I greatly admire
has a new book
all about dogs,
poems and pictures
culled from over the years.
I’ve written my share, as well,
but always with apologies
— too easy,
too sentimental,
too idealized.
Mostly doggerel (sorry, I just can’t resist!)
self-indulgence
and last resort
— as in can’t think of anything else to say.
But now, I feel validated,
even though a dog poem
has been my default;
the path of least resistance
when I’m staring at a blank page
and nothing comes.
Dogs and poets.
The former, who effortlessly live in the now
— alert, receptive, accepting —
and poets
who can only try,
even if our frantic monkey brains
confound our best efforts.
Dogs, who own nothing,
and poets
in their ivory towers
and freezing garrets,
why decry materialism
and laud suffering
yet still sell out for creature comforts.
Dogs,
who are innocent
in the ways of the world
and know nothing of death,
while poets
are overly dramatic
morbidly tragic
and fashionably cynical,
preoccupied with life’s fragility
and its ultimate meaninglessness.
Of course, not all poets love dogs.
There must surely be among us
some cat fanciers
rat aficionados
and lovers of snakes,
as well as fastidious ones
who dislike dog spit
vacuuming
and picking up after them,
dutifully stooping
like King Henry the VIII’s Groom of the Stool.
But I suspect such poets are a daunting read,
cold, intellectual
or cringingly confessional;
the kind of poetry
that makes your head hurt.
Of course, dog poets do slip into sentimentality,
mourning lost pets,
elegizing great dogs,
indulging in cute and cuddly
and bottomless brown eyes;
writing paeans to heroic dogs
stoic dogs
and loyal dogs,
odes to man’s best friend.
Penning clichés,
like all dogs go to heaven
and there are no bad dogs
only bad owners,
then quickly renouncing the word
— because ownership
isn’t really how it feels.
Humanity
has had more than 20,000 years
to produce a dog
that’s the perfect companion for us.
But written language isn’t nearly that long;
so when I think of all the poetry
that never got written
I feel better
about writing even more.
And if the great poet
can indulge in dog poems
without a second thought
what’s stopping me?
Why not join him
in this act of love?
(The cover photo and comments that follow it are copied from the Amazon listing for Collins’ new book. I went there just to find a picture to accompany this poem. Ended up buying it …which Amazon cleverly makes far too frictionless!)
New
York Times bestselling author
and former U.S. Poet Laureate Billy Collins captures the essence and
mystery of dogs in this special collection of poems inspired by our
beloved companions, with striking watercolor canine portraits by
Pamela Sztybel.
As Oprah says on Oprah
Daily online: “This
collection of 25 poems by Billy Collins is a sweet gift for dog
lovers. ‘A Dog on His Master’ is a favorite of mine.”
“Everyone
who has a dog—or still grieves for one—will find themselves in
this collection of witty, sweet and poignant poems by former U.S.
Poet Laureate Billy Collins . . [an] eminently giftable
collection.”—The Washington
Post
“There are lots of
books about man’s best friend, but none as sweet or as beautiful
as Dog Show.”—Air
Mail
“The pleasures here
are many for Collins fans, dog lovers, and any reader looking for
clever, poignant, and spirit-lifting poems accompanied by deft,
lively, and affectionate paintings.”—Booklist
Billy
Collins’s Dog Show celebrates
the joy of our canine best friends, honoring the love we feel for the
animals who play such vital roles in our lives. In twenty-five poems,
Collins distills the many ways dogs warm our hearts, from the
happiness we experience as we watch a dog run unencumbered by our
burdens, to the silliness of cradling a dog in our arms as we step on
the scale together. Turning his inimitable eye and ear to the
complexities of dog behavior.


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