The dogs bark Poem by André Schmitz
The dogs bark
The dogs bark. But yet there are no
passers-by, says the man. The woman who understands
everything without knowing anything thinks that these are
souls in distress like hers who travel
the night. And she would like to make love in
the garden with one of those souls that a dog
would bring her still warm in its jaws.
Friday, January 25, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dog,dogs,travel
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