This week’s poem is Picasso’s dogs. I hope it inspires you 🙂

dogs

by Pablo Picasso

dogs eat at the night
buried in the yard
they chase the moon in a pack
the white of their teeth
compared to stars

the windows close against them
iron bars in transparency

life closes against them

the morning will crush them to dust
with only the wind left
to stir them up

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Born: 25 October 1881, Málaga, Spain

Died: 8 April 1973, Mougins, France

On view: Museum of Modern Art, Art Institute of Chicago

Periods: Cubism, Surrealism, Expressionism, Post-Impressionism

Full name: Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso

Children: Paloma Picasso, Claude Pierre Pablo Picasso, Paulo Picasso, Maya Widmaier-Picasso

Quotes

Everything you can imagine is real.

Art is a lie that makes us realize truth.

Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.