Dog Days
DOG DAYS
The heat of summer keeps coming after me
Like a dog hounding me to a sweat
Growling with thunderous fury before the storm
Lashes my face
If I run from one place too hot
He trails me to my cooler lair
Dogging my heels
Panting, tongue out, I reel in torture
Can’t shake him off
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Note
This is all about my hatred of hot weather. I just live for the arrival of winter.
The title is an expression meaning very hot days, referring to the idea that the sun
is in the same part of the sky as the brightest star in the sky, Sirius, the “Dog Star”,
and the two shining bodies supposedly produce extra heat.
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