Sunday, January 18, 2009

Semi-demi-hemispheric Cat

Must coin an adjective or two –
Lord knows, so many now are needed
to convey the least idea of you –
ah, that pesky second-person
snooping ‘round again: always flitting in
and out in sneaky bends and loops:
sometimes as guise for “I’s” and other

mythic featured creatures – weather
systems, come to that: for that is what
you are, my sly and slinking snowy
feral cat: you feline queen of this slight
semi-demi-hemispheric slice of Universe:
this city, and therefore, my heart:
New York’s covered in your shedding

fur and you are her exhuming art:
you dress her fluffily and fussily –
and she impresses. Well, she always
does, but generally with a lot more
buzz – not so replete with this sweet
dangerously covert tangled lacy silence.
You are a temporary soft relinquishment:

you’ve whitened and alleviated
barren tenements and trees: you whisper
us back through the centuries you’ve
witnessed here: withholding your sharp
claws: you pause: you gentle
prospect of averted fear: you herald
of an odd impertinently hopeful year.




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