The Monday Poem: dogs by Pablo Picasso

The Monday Poem: dogs by Pablo Picasso

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


Born: 25 October 1881, Málaga, Spain
Died: 8 April 1973, Mougins, France
On view: Museum of Modern Art, Art Institute of Chicago
Full name: Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso
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.
-info from Wikipedia


Picasso is most well-known for his visual art, particularly The Weeping Woman, Guernica, The Old Guitarist and Chicago Picasso.
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