Saturday, January 4, 2020

#146 Backstory of the Poem "The Night Before Our Dog's Death" by Melissa Fite Johnson



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#146 Backstory of the Poem
“The Night Before Our Dog’s Death”
by Melissa Fite Johnson


Can you go through the step-by-step process of writing this poem from the moment the idea was first conceived in your brain until final form? 
My husband (Marc) and I don’t have children. (Above Right)  We have dogs, which is not the same as having children.  I don’t call them “fur-babies.”  I feel defined in some ways by our decision not to have children, and my chapbook (A Crooked Door Cut into the Sky, a Vella Chapbook winner through Paper Nautilus Press) is largely about that. 
But while the dogs aren’t kid-substitutes, they are family.  They’re our loves.  And for thirteen years, Marc and I had only one dog—a black lab mix named Knuckles.  We were a unit of three, and I’d long felt that Knuckles was what made us feel like a family and not just a couple.  Knuckles died in December 2015, and after a few months I felt ready to write about him.  It’s hard to write about a pet in a way that doesn’t feel too sentimental, and my first few versions were. (Above Right: Marc and Knuckles)


Where were you when you started to actually write the poem?  And please describe the place in great detail. Marc and I have since moved to a different house in a different town, but I wrote the poem in our home, the one we shared with Knuckles.  The smallest room in our house was my writing space—second floor, with a vaulted ceiling. 

What month and year did you start writing this poem? I keep all versions of all poems, so I know I wrote the first version of this poem in March 2016 (Right). I spent a year revising it.

How many drafts of this poem did you write before going to the final? (And can you share a photograph of your rough drafts with pen markings on it?) Seven. (And I’ll look through my journals later and try to find one.  It might take a bit!)


Were there any lines in any of your rough drafts of this poem that were not in the final version?  And can you share them with us?  The poem originally had a whole first half.  It was much more narrative, which is more my usual style.  I described our whole night—car ride, ice cream treat, letting our dog sniff for an extra long time before we headed inside:

He sniffed, or tried,
grass, the base of a tree, our shoes.
Marc and I cried. Cars drove by,
headlights shined on our wet cheeks. 

Ultimately, I had too many details.  They were honest and well-intentioned, but they took away from the tone.  They were a little twee.  When I pared the poem down to just the last thing my husband and I did with Knuckles the night before he died—read poems aloud to each other as we held him in our lap—that’s when the poem finally felt right to me. (Right: Melissa in December of 2019)

What do you want readers of this poem to take from this poem? I teach Creative Writing to high school students, and I always have them read Bruce Weigl’s “May,” (https://www.poem
hunter.com/poem/may-58/) a poem about having to put down a dog.  (Above Left:  Melissa teaching in her classroom) 
          So many students are angry with me for making them read it, and I always explain to them that I’m not trying to be a jerk.  I’m trying to get them to understand that poetry at its best is specific, honest, real.  It’s a whole relationship whittled down to a moment.  That poem makes them get it more than anything else we read because pets are maybe the purest form of love any of us ever gets to experience.  I hope my poem makes people feel, the way Weigl makes my students and me feel.

Which part of the poem was the most emotional of you to write and why?  The ending.  God, we put off going to sleep as long as we could.  We could not fathom our lives without him, and we knew our lives without him would begin the next morning.  It sounds dramatic, but I told Marc that with the exception of my father’s death when I was sixteen, our dog’s death was the hardest one I’d ever experienced.  Harder than grandparents, even.  That might sound terrible, but my father and Knuckles both lived with me when they died.  Their deaths changed the fabric of my everyday life.  I was reminded of their losses every time I walked into a room. (Above Left:  Melissa as a toddler with her father)

Has this poem been published before?  And if so where? It’s one of the few poems in my chapbook A Crooked Door Cut into the Sky  that wasn’t published in a journal.  So it’s nice that it’s being featured here!

Anything you would like to add? First, I’m honored you’re including me on your blog—thank you so much.  Also, my husband and I thought we might never get another dog, but somehow now we have three.  We miss Knuckles, but life is for the living, you know?  Dogs fill us with joy, and when we were ready, we got one (and then another and then another and I think we’re done). 


The Night Before Our Dog’s Death

my husband found a poem
about a dog slogging through
a snowy street behind his owner,
read it aloud, slid me the book. 

I found a poem comparing
each of our remaining days
to a wooden block the child stacks. 
He found a child reaching

for the wrong grown-up’s hand. 
I found an ambulance wailing
into the drive. He found a river. 
I found a tricycle overturned

in the yard. He found a poem
about a dog sleeping in tree shadow. 
I found his hand, our dog’s fur,
my hollow voice in the near dark. 

Melissa Fite Johnson’s first collection, While the Kettle’s On (Little Balkans Press, 2015), won the Nelson Poetry Book Award and is a Kansas Notable Book. She is also the author of A Crooked Door Cut into the Sky, winner of the 2017 Vella Chapbook Award (Paper Nautilus Press, 2018). Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Pleiades, Valparaiso Poetry Review, Sidereal, Whale Road Review, Broadsided Press, and elsewhere. Melissa teaches high school English in Lawrence, KS, where she and her husband live with their three dogs. For more, visit melissafitejohnson.com

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001  December 29, 2017
Margo Berdeshevksy’s “12-24”

002  January 08, 2018
Alexis Rhone Fancher’s “82 Miles From the Beach, We Order The Lobster At Clear Lake Café”

003 January 12, 2018
Barbara Crooker’s “Orange”

004 January 22, 2018
Sonia Saikaley’s “Modern Matsushima”

005 January 29, 2018
Ellen Foos’s “Side Yard”

006 February 03, 2018
Susan Sundwall’s “The Ringmaster”

007 February 09, 2018
Leslea Newman’s “That Night”

008 February 17, 2018
Alexis Rhone Fancher “June Fairchild Isn’t Dead”

009 February 24, 2018
Charles Clifford Brooks III “The Gift of the Year With Granny”

010 March 03, 2018
Scott Thomas Outlar’s “The Natural Reflection of Your Palms”

011 March 10, 2018
Anya Francesca Jenkins’s “After Diane Beatty’s Photograph “History Abandoned”

012  March 17, 2018
Angela Narciso Torres’s “What I Learned This Week”

013 March 24, 2018
Jan Steckel’s “Holiday On ICE”

014 March 31, 2018
Ibrahim Honjo’s “Colors”

015 April 14, 2018
Marilyn Kallett’s “Ode to Disappointment”

016  April 27, 2018
Beth Copeland’s “Reliquary”

017  May 12, 2018
Marlon L Fick’s “The Swallows of Barcelona”

018  May 25, 2018
Juliet Cook’s “ARTERIAL DISCOMBOBULATION”

019  June 09, 2018
Alexis Rhone Fancher’s “Stiletto Killer. . . A Surmise”

020 June 16, 2018
Charles Rammelkamp’s “At Last I Can Start Suffering”

021  July 05, 2018
Marla Shaw O’Neill’s “Wind Chimes”

022 July 13, 2018
Julia Gordon-Bramer’s “Studying Ariel”

023 July 20, 2018
Bill Yarrow’s “Jesus Zombie”

024  July 27, 2018
Telaina Eriksen’s “Brag 2016”

025  August 01, 2018
Seth Berg’s “It is only Yourself that Bends – so Wake up!”

026  August 07, 2018
David Herrle’s “Devil In the Details”

027  August 13, 2018
Gloria Mindock’s “Carmen Polo, Lady Necklaces, 2017”

028  August 21, 2018
Connie Post’s “Two Deaths”

029  August 30, 2018
Mary Harwell Sayler’s “Faces in a Crowd”

030 September 16, 2018
Larry Jaffe’s “The Risking Point”

031  September 24, 2018
Mark Lee Webb’s “After We Drove”

032  October 04, 2018
Melissa Studdard’s “Astral”

033 October 13, 2018
Robert Craven’s “I Have A Bass Guitar Called Vanessa”

034  October 17, 2018
David Sullivan’s “Paper Mache Peaches of Heaven”

035 October 23, 2018
Timothy Gager’s “Sobriety”

036  October 30, 2018
Gary Glauber’s “The Second Breakfast”

037  November 04, 2018
Heather Forbes-McKeon’s “Melania’s Deaf Tone Jacket”

038 November 11, 2018
Andrena Zawinski’s “Women of the Fields”

039  November 00, 2018
Gordon Hilger’s “Poe”

040 November 16, 2018
Rita Quillen’s “My Children Question Me About Poetry” and “Deathbed Dreams”

041 November 20, 2018
Jonathan Kevin Rice’s “Dog Sitting”

042 November 22, 2018
Haroldo Barbosa Filho’s “Mountain”

043  November 27, 2018
Megan Merchant’s “Grief Flowers”

044 November 30, 2018
Jonathan P Taylor’s “This poem is too neat”

045  December 03, 2018
Ian Haight’s “Sungmyo for our Dead Father-in-Law”

046 December 06, 2018
Nancy Dafoe’s “Poem in the Throat”

047 December 11, 2018
Jeffrey Pearson’s “Memorial Day”

048  December 14, 2018
Frank Paino’s “Laika”

049  December 15, 2018
Jennifer Martelli’s “Anniversary”

O50  December 19, 2018
Joseph Ross’s For Gilberto Ramos, 15, Who Died in the Texas Desert, June 2014”

051 December 23, 2018
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052  December 27, 2018
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by Michael Farry

053  December 28, 2018
“Grand Finale”
by Renuka Raghavan

054  December 29, 2018
“Aftermath”
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055 January 2, 2019
“&”
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056  January 7, 2019
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057  January 10, 2019
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058  January 11, 2019
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059  January 12, 2019
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060 January 14, 2019
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by Pat Durmon

061 January 19, 2019
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062  January 22, 2019
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063  January 25, 2019
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064  January 30, 2019
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065 February 02, 2019
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066 February 05, 2019
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067  February 06, 2019
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068 February 11, 2019
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069 February 12, 2019
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070 February 14, 2019
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071 February 18, 2019
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072 February 20, 2019
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073 February 23, 2019
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074 February 26, 2019
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075 March 4, 2019
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076 March 5, 2019
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077 March 7, 2019
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078 March 9, 2019
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079 March 10, 2019
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080 March 12, 2019
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081   082   083    March 14, 2019
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084 March 15, 2019
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085 March 19, 2019
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086 March 20, 2019
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087 March 21, 2019
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088 March 26, 2019
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089 March 27, 2019
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#090 March 30, 2019
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#091 April 2, 2019
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#092 April 4, 2019
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#093 April 5, 2019
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#094 April 8, 2019
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#095 April 12, 2019
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#096 April 16, 2019
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#097 April 17, 2019
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#099 April 20, 2019
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#100 April 21, 2019
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#102 April 26, 2019
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#103 May 01, 2019
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#104 May 09, 2019
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#105 May 17, 2019
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#106 June 01, 2019
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#107 June 02, 2019
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#108 June 05, 2019
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#109 June 6, 2019
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#110 June 10, 2019
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#112 Backstory of the Poem’s
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#114 Backstory of the Poem’s
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#130 Backstory of the Poem
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#131 Backstory of the Poem
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#132 Backstory of the Poem
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#133 Backstory of the Poem
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#134  Backstory of the Poem
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#135 Backstory of the Poem
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#146 Backstory of the Poem
“The Night Before Our Dog Died”
by Melissa Fite Johnson


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