Category Archives: Secret Soul
There is a fine line between life and death in the cat world. Homeless or rescue, feral or lost or found. It all has to do with having an advocate, someone who speaks for you. Someone who doesn’t speak in … Continue reading
Faraway Night rises up from the ponderous earth into the singing stars and flies. Beneath her cat-wings, the world is going through metamorphosis. Cities unfurl into hills and dells. Their electric chaos winks out like candle flames. A steeple … Continue reading
Poet Vargus Pike told me that a person who has written a poem is a poet. As I’m pulled more and more into writing (thinking, humming, singing) cat poetry, I have to wonder if that’s true. When I think of … Continue reading
First it comes, a little sooner every day: The darkness. Loom of gloom eclipsing summer, eating it, bite by bite as we scramble in denial, pretending not to notice that again the seasons are changing.
Tyler He is a long cat with long legs, with a long back and a long tail His face has grown long, as old cats do. His ears are long to twitch and turn and tune to the … Continue reading
Here is my latest blog on Firestar Press: CAT POETRY.
I’ve been trying my hand at cat poetry. I’ve written people poetry for as long as I can remember, but nothing about cats. Why not? Lately I’ve come upon a significant amount of cat poetry and it has caught my … Continue reading
I always write out my blogs before I post them, but TODAY IS THE EXCEPTION. I’ve tried putting the significance of today out of my mind, concentrating on my participation in the Women’s March tomorrow as a stand I … Continue reading