
Something I think about more often than is perhaps normal is that cats & dogs didn’t used to watch TV: their eyes couldn’t see images on old CRT televisions.
This then is a poem about a dog who gets a new TV and reaches a new level of understanding, which he then tries to communicate to the cat.
The cat is, obviously, not that interested.
The Transcendence of Dog
The visions in the box
Have taken solid form
Their muffled cries
Are now life size
They call to us both
Don’t you hear them?
Transfix your gaze
Upon these rectangular waves
The noise is coalescing
Into pictorial blessings
They call to us both
Can’t you hear them?
I am one with the imagery
The off-kilter symmetry
The glorious haze
Of all these grays
They call to us both
Won’t you hear them?
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