Monday, December 15, 2008

Standoff

Watching

The cat poised, watching
The tall, motionless grass,

Ready to pounce on to
Whatever it is, it waits

For it to make its move,
It must

Remain perfectly still

Until the right
Time comes,

If ever it will.

1 comment:

  1. The suspense is killing me (the reader). A worthy addition to excellent cat poems. I think of William Carlos Williams, though his cat moved. This cat is just as present, still. The narrator and reader wanting, presumably, to know what the cat perhaps knows: what is in there? I like the "ever it" rather than "it ever" at the end, more standstill within the line.

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