I've been looking for a poem that is about growing old. It compares being concerned with death (or maybe just thinking about it) to dogs barking into the night or darkness or something.
I think it was published in one of his posthumous books. I've tried to go through them again though with no luck and I can't get any results from database. Any ideas?
Thanks,
Mark
I think it was published in one of his posthumous books. I've tried to go through them again though with no luck and I can't get any results from database. Any ideas?
Thanks,
Mark