The great Overdog
That heavenly beast
With a star in one eye
Gives a leap in the east.
He dances upright
All the way to the west
And never once drops
On his forefeet to rest.
I’m a poor underdog,
But to-night I will bark
With the great Overdog
That romps through the dark.
It makes me feel like i’am actually there staring at the stars in one minute then watching it being real in the next! It’s a really good poem ^_^
I guess Frost considered himself a Canis Minor… 🙂
Very nice poem.
a special poem as it captures how we all feel as we, all Underdogs,slowly traverse the arc of our lives, perpetually ‘on hind feet’, prancing about the things that attract and entice us, excited, always somehow innocent, passionate…such a valuable moment he chose to ‘snapshot’ and immortalise. thank you all for noticing – it slowed me down enough to appreciate the poem.
Respects
dave
I very much enjoy this poem. Not only does it reference to something that I am familiar with (I love stargazing), but it causes the reader to believe that the author himself is an actual canine. It gave me the impression that the dog on the ground was akinning itself with the dog in the sky, as if it held a brotherhood. Very beautiful. I’m saving this for my English project! =)
I think this is the most meaningful poem every written. It’s artistic on one hand and bring a very strong massage along.
I think this is a pretty poem. It akes a lot of meaning into so little a space.