Black Dog Poem by guillermo veloso
Black Dog
Best feed the black dog
Its chalky milk
Surrender to its subtle growl
Allow it space
Now in these weak hours
Drown it in its own broth
In time sleep will come
In time light returns and tormented shadows
Return to their true form
Chair, door, doll, urn
"The solitary life is above all a life of prayer"
interesting. A Christian told me not to live alone. She must be jealous I'm living a life of prayer and she's not.
ha! ! quote is from an amazing christian..thomas merton..i think sometimes deep solitary depression is a form of prayer...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 1:45:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I have lived a life of solitude for almost 15 years. Occasionally depressing, but often enlightening.