Quotes About Dog Star

Wash your gullet with wine for the Dog Star returns with the hear of summer searing a thirsting earth. Cicadas cry softy under high leaves, and pour down shrill song incessantly from under their wings. The artichoke blooms, and women are warm and wanton— but men turn lean and limp for the burning Dog Star parches their brains and knees.

Under the night rug, the star rug, moon as lantern, man in the moon watching over us, dog star at his heels, we lay.