Rescuing a Story: Rascal, Poor Dog
Rascal, the dog in my ghazal titled “Dear Rascal,” from my book of children’s poetry, Rainbow Crow, is as real to me as any dog I’ve ever owned. He has been part of a picture book, a middle-grade story, and a YA novel — all unpublished and, I’m sad to say, deservedly so. Even my kids knew about this poor dog I’d made up.
I loved Rascal, but I didn’t know what to do with him, story-wise. I suspect he was growing tired of me as well. And then I read Tania Runyan’s How to Write a Form Poem and realized I could rescue that poor dog through poetry. It seemed what Rascal needed was a ghazal.
In August, crows transgress. Poor dog.
Use doggie chow for a round of chess. Poor dog.
They imitate the neighbor, the neighbor’s pet.
Who’s next? It’s anybody’s guess. Poor dog.
They heckle the wrens, harass squirrels from a nest,
hector small children. But I digress. Poor dog.
The gods send us crows as a form of address—
don’t judge. Your puppy chow could be next. Poor dog.
Dear Rascal. Leave the crows alone. It’s for the best.
From your fruitless corvid hunt, rest. Poor dog.
Go chase a chicken instead!
Of this ancient Arabic form of verse, Runyan writes that it is “helpful for emphasizing longing or for exploring metaphysical questions.”
Questions like, Why crows? Why do these bad birds exist? And whatever can be done about them? For some conundrums, story fails; there is only poetry.
Once I decided to turn Rascal’s adventures into a form poem with specific rules, it came together quickly. I could string together Rascal’s crow encounters, as Runyan says, like “jewels on a necklace.” Each couplet is its own story, and yet they are linked by the melancholy tone of the dog whose enemy remains just out of reach. “Poor dog,” indeed.
The poem’s last line is very un-ghazal-like. It’s an homage to one of my stories that had crows and chickens as next-door neighbors, with Rascal trapped in between. Like Hank the Cowdog, Rascal loves him some chicken dinner. But the crows distracted him with their tricks, thus granting the chickens long, happy lives. In this poem, the chickens range free — like awkward gazelles — while Rascal waits and plots, sure that this time he is smarter any old bird.
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“Megan Willome has captured the essence of crow in this delightful children’s collection. Not only do the poems introduce the reader to the unusual habits and nature of this bird, but also different forms of poetry as well.”
—Michelle Ortega, poet and children’s speech pathologist