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The Heavenly Choir after It Fell on Florida

The Heavenly Choir after It Fell on Florida   The spider web comes Hot against his face; August In damp Kulaqua. In Florida humidity comes full On like a curse.  A thunderstorm comes down In swashing curtains made of wet warm wool. A coolness follows but then comes...

Cat Snap

                       Cat Snap The cat sinks slowly into sleep but not Too deeply.  Holding onto surface wit Enough to settle in its cardboard cot, A box lid, furred, unfazed, it starts to knit Together dreams and life until its tail Stops swaying slightly at its tip...

Waking Honesty

                     Waking Honesty Our cats are not like us.  They sleep the sleep Of focused soldiers, dreaming dreams that we Would never dare.  Cats’ drowsing isn’t deep But deep enough.  They live hyperbole Or, at the least, intensity. They curl Around,...

Self-envy

                    Self-envy I suffer from that rarest illness, called Self-envy. Everyone, it seems, but me Is desperate, as if they each are walled Up in a prison or are like a quay That no ships come to, ever, but my days And nights are full. I have a cat who...

Drowsing Comfort

        Drowsing Comfort Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Why is it that a dog asleep is not Endearing as a cat curled up to nap? That isn’t logical.  A doggy ought To be as cute.  A poochie on your lap...

Cats and Men

                    Cats and Men Winn wasted love, romantic life, on men And cats like men.  The men walked round as proud As only cats (and men) can be and then They left.  Sometimes the men and cats allowed Some stroking of their hairy bodies for A little while and...