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Self-Loathing
A dog gazes at the moon by night,
as if at a mirror.
And seeing himself,
he believes another dog is in the moon.
So he barks;
but his ineffectual voice is carried away in vain by the winds,
and Diana pursues her course
without hearing.
Emblem 165
* “Futile Effort”
found poem from Alciato’s
Book of Emblems
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