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Of cats and snail mail

It is rare these days to submit a poem in hard print and send it via snail mail. When the reply came in a paid-by-publisher envelope I was over the proverbial moon.


The hard copy poetry magazine Oxygen arrived 8 weeks later, with my two poems bookending the poetry section. Check it out, Oxygen Issue 2, October 2021. A magazine in full colour with visual art, articles and poems.


Mentored

In comes the cat

hairs afloat on the air

trailing sunlight


She perches herself on white

granite – a singular ray of sun

Her green eyes half open glint


She stretches her spine

yawns, sits, looks


As he watches the cat

thoughts leave his mind’s

holding room


He sits up

places his palms in front of him

The room blurs – his hands distant objects


How to see, hear, love, thank, be, now

Somewhere below heart and lungs

his diaphragm purrs like a cat


In a room where all drapes are drawn

a lifetime of sheaths

the cat uncurls her body


He pushes through layers

velvet, linen, organza

Lets in the light


Photo: Pussy Maw by James Kerr

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