cat at the window (early morning poem)

The cat converses with the outdoor world

beyond the sliding door

buzzing and chirping

as if to say

I see you sir

A truly fine thing you are this morning

far better than the black sleep I just did

As if it were all of a piece

All one being

to acknowledge

to greet

as if everything outside spoke with the same voice

and it said


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3 thoughts on “cat at the window (early morning poem)

  1. Oh what a beautiful meowning… great poem. thanks.

  2. Bruce Goodman says:

    You know my cat?

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