Arrayed in black and white
You warm your voice with sumptuous runs
You are a wolfish divo with soft loyal eyes
Breaking into song of brazen impulse
A pitched aria capturing the passion of bliss
 
Pleasure flooding your upturned muzzle
You are absorbed in letting go
Which I do admire
But see, the thing is, I’m practicing
 
Yet inspiration has struck you
As you continue your opera buffa
Chords from your ancestral forepaws
Intercepting amorphous classical tones
 
Tap tapped by my bow, you watch my stern face closely
Your thoughts jumbled between here and the eternal
Thwarted in song
Tail bowing, you rise
To search for your black swan of wolf packs.
 
⇒ Listen to Sam, the Tibetan Terrier who inspired "Divo," sing along as Christine Thomas Tsen plays her cello.