Ai, how many times have I envied his tail
as we walked together on the shores of the sea
in the lonely winter of Isla Negra
where the wintering birds filled the sky
and my hairy dog was jumping about
full of the voltage of the sea’s movement:
my wandering dog, sniffing away
with his golden tail held high,
face to face with the ocean’s spray.
What I like about this stanza is the visual beauty of the lines with some interesting images. The poet envies “the dog’s tail” (not the dog).Imagine the frisky doggy tail against the sea’s waves and the dog jumping about “full of the voltage of the sea’s movement”.The lines are more about the dog’s tail than the dog ,its “golden tail held high” and “‘face to face with the ocean’s spray”. The other pretty image is “the wintering birds filled the sky” ,the migratory birds which have come to roost from far away places filling the sky.
The poet and the dog walked together in the shores of the sea. Note that he did not walk the dog. The dog was a friend and a walking companion .