“Dog days,” I say beneath my breath,
Though our poor dog wants none of them.
I've been outside.  It's furnace hot.  I didn't
Last more than five minutes, even sitting
In the shade, so, now, I've burrowed into
Semi-dark and air conditioning, and wonder
If the better term for these are “gopher days.”

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-07-15 at 22:38

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Great poem, Lawrence. I have a feeling, since everything is cyclical, that in plae of 'gopher' you could substitute 'groundhog' - or, are these one and the same? (Not having native versions where I live.)

Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
I hear you.