Posted by: cronelogical | December 27, 2007

A Cully Killmouseki tale

Cat Morning

Morning
the little cat goes in and out
unable to decide whether wind and rain
are dangerous

Above the walk
the giant fronds of the palm
have no shadows
but cry out

The leaves of the grape vine
squish underfoot
and the dove’s voice
cannot be heard

Misty, the old cat

refuses to leave her cosy spot
but the kitten looks at me
expecting me to turn off the weather


Responses

  1. Absolutely right, this is about felines.

  2. my dog is the same, she hates the wind and rain and always looks at me reproachfully when it is stormy out…which up here is often! She seems to be saying Why can’t you make it stop???


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