I Ask Percy How I Should Live My Life -- Mary Oliver

[cynical_sweater]

Love, love, love, says Percy.
And hurry as fast as you can
along the shining beach, or the rubble, or the dust.

Then, go to sleep.
Give up your body heat, your beating heart.
Then, trust.

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We had to put my dog to sleep this morning, so I'm having a hard time today. :[ If anyone has poems about pets (specifically dogs, but any pet will do),

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[tree]

these are quite sad, so might not be what you're looking for.

DogFor how many days had the dog shaken

[misandry]

Building of Unseen Cats, Zachary Schomburg

[lilting_grace]

As if time were a cure. As if all things
pass, this too shall pass were a cure
for time, the time it takes, time enough,

a little more time. As if waking
with a taste in your mouth
were a cure for childhood, a sweaty

sweaty dream, a monster, an
angel in the closet, under the bed
were a cure for a ghost. As if

a thing lost or forgotten, discarded,
fled, written down and revised, revisited
were a cure for dead dogs, dogs

put to sleep, put down, put out of mind,
put that way were a cure for the facts.

As if this were a cure for that.

As if what happened, events as told, as tell
about the teller were a cure for
what ails, what finally ends, what time

has taken its toll on. As if what can be
hoped for, what works, what heals
were a cure. As if a cure were needed.

A Cure for Dead Dogs
Craig Morgan Teicher