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  • ≡ The Chipper Dialogues

    Ron Pasquariello

    Hey Chipper, Mr. Anderson
    That’s Guy, not Garry,
    or Gary or even Garie,
    Wants us to dialog in Haiku?

     

    Huh? He wants dialog? In Haiku?
    Why does that sound kuku?

    Wldnt tht b wrtng lk ths,
    wrtng
    by nt ncldng ny vwls?

    Come on, Chipper, give him a break.

     

    Okay. Let’s get started. I have some
    Chicks waiting who want a piece of me.

    Chipper, I’m home now.
    Give daddy a kissy kiss.
    Did you miss me much?

     

    Before you left today,
    You forgot to walk me. Look,
    A gift on the rug.

    A human asleep. A dog
    abark. A human annoyed.
    What is the problem?

     

    Wake up. Wake up. Look,
    Look. Cringe. It’s the paperboy.
    He comes to kill you.

    A human in a rush.
    Dog, a leash, a row of trees.
    Hurry @#$%& dog.

     

    Morning ritual –
    A tree sniffed. A leg lifted.
    Thus, each tree I bless.

    Hey, doggie, move over
    You’re pushing me off the edge.
    I’m about to fall.

     

    Lo, too small a space,
    Bodies bumping together
    Off the bed, large one.

    Chipper, you are sweet.
    I love your sloppy smooches.
    They make me feel good.

     

    I lick your cute face.
    I lick first the derrieres
    of cute lady dogs.

    To take cares away,
    The prescription: Hold cute dog.
    Rub belly, throw kiss.

     

    Lo, a prescription
    Take two biscuits. Feed to dog.
    Call him in the morning.

     

     

     

    Chipper, what is it?
    Can’t you see I am busy?
    Leave me alone now.

     

    I stare. You ignore me.
    I stare. You ignore me. Lo,
    A war you can’t win.

    I’m lonely today.
    No calls. No one visited.
    Only you love me.

     

    Your best friend is here.
    I rub. I nuzzle. When I
    Sleep, do not disturb.

    Mrs. Williams called,
    Her cat almost scared to death,
    Claiming you did it.

     

    Why did I chase cat?
    Why do you eat Milky Ways?
    Because they are there.

    Chipper, take it easy.
    Panting, drooling on the rug –
    No help for your cause.

     

    Steak. Steak. I smell steak.
    I sit, I stay, I jump up
    And I lick your shoe.

    Above bush of red roses
    Dark blue hummingbirds hover
    Savoring sweetness.

     

    Hear me, foolish one:
    Better than two in the bush
    Is a bird in mouth.

     

     

     

    It was a rotten day.
    Tell me, Chipper old boy, why
    Are there days like this?

     

    My philosophy:
    Some days you are the hydrant.
    Some days you’re the dog,

    Chipper, look, a cat
    To snuggle with on cold days
    When I am at work.

     

    A man, a body…
    Nice. But a mind? Tsk tsk tsk,
    Defragging needed.

    About the Author

    Ron Pasquariello is the author of Tax Justice, and Conversations with Andrew Greeley, and Faith, Justice and the Nation’s Budget and four other non-fiction books. He has also written a couple of hundred essays, the most popular of which was “The Skewing of America: Disparities in Wealth and Income,” which appeared in Christian Century. His fiction has appeared in Bust Out Stories, Word Riot, and SOMA Literary Quaterly, among other noteworthy publications. Ron, who has a Ph.D. in theology, resides in Cotati, California with his dogs, Chipper and Latte.

    Author’s Note

    Chipper and Ron have been daily companions for ten years. “Everywhere that Ron went, Chipper was sure to go.” Ron is a gabby guy, and spends a lot of time talking to Chipper about the ups and downs of his life.  Though Chipper is a dog, he often responds with his “Cheshire Cat” routine and fades away into a cynical grimace. This story is snippets of the interspecies conversations that go on between canine and human. That is one of the reasons why the story is interstitial. Another reason is that the story is structured by a series of haiku verses, crossing and recrossing the line between story and verse.