hunter?s moon
the old tabby
refuses to come in
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Juditha Dowd
Juditha Dowd is a Pushcart Prize-nominated poet with work appearing in The Florida Review, Poetry Daily, Cider Press Review, Spillway, Ekphrasis and elsewhere. Her full-length collection, Mango in Winter (Grayson Books, 2013), joins three previously-published chapbooks. She is a poetry editor for US1 Worksheets and a member of ?Cool Women,? an ensemble performing poetry in the metro area and on the west coast.
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Really like this one!
I had an old tabby who would disappear for two weeks every year, until he really began to age. He lived for 23 years. I am sure it is because of the hunter's moon. Thank you.
Feeling lonely in love. It is like the distance that
hunter’s moon
the old tabby
refuses to come in
Ah, cats and moons, reminds me of Yeats:
"The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top"
THE CAT AND THE MOON
by: W. B. Yeats (1865-1939)
warm regards,
Alan
Purrrrfect! Captures the magic of the moon and mystique of our feline friends. Well done!
Has a certain lady cat caught the old fellow's eye, I wonder! Delightful.
marion