Helen
what I really liked about this, was the turn away into 'country parole',
which is really neat. I sort of wish that turn had continued to take the
poem away from the house to some elsewhere it suggested...
Doug
>
>A Serious Cat
>
>
>One cat leaves
>and my house is empty of her walk
>a place for happy chin and tail
>
>I still hear her silence
>and begin to forget
>that she was ever mine
>
>anchored like a stray call
>she is with her future, a young lady
>who sings a country parole
>of deeper energy
>
>What is this I hear
>a tinkling bell
>a flurry of doves from a neighbourís roof
>a different whimper
>dragging heart and black underbelly
>to release a wire door?
>
>another perhaps, from winterís bitter dark
>a slamming, verandah mesh
>no doubt, a visitor from over the fence
>echoing bare cupboards
>dry throat in search of parallels
>other than rejectionó
>crazy for tenuous rattan-chairs, straw mat
>food to fluff-over white scars
>a serious cat, petitioning summerís heart
>leaving nothing behind
> óthat begins with arrival
>
>
>>
>>"
>>.. a cherry when its bloomin has no stone,
>>a chicken when its pippin has no bone
>>a ring when its rollin has no end
>>a baby when its sleepin has no cryen"
>>
>>(we learned this folk song in primary school)
>>
>>Jos
>
>
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Douglas Barbour
Department of English
University of Alberta
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I can always
go back to
fertilization,
kimonos, wrap-
arounds and
diatribes.
Lorine Niedecker
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