somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
my front door, your eyes are the color of wet-food:
in your most frail petting are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot swat because they are too near
your slightest turn of knob easily will unclose the door
though i have closed myself as paws,
you open always claw by claw myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first taste of cosmic nip
or if your wish be to close the door, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this domestic animal imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens doors;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all litter)
nobody,not even the toy mouse,has such small paws
Reading this out loud is purrfect.
I learned a lot from this post, much appreciated!! 🙂
Very nice, purrfect way to start the morning.
Oh you clever clever kitty!! “nobody, not even the rain..” – one of my and Charlie’s most favourite line!