You want to go out
but it's raining
so how about we give you
a little fish?
no.
Morning cat squeak
you want to go out but it's raining
fire crackling, tea is just made
thin blue air
instates wet trees
after gales darkness washes through the glass
into the kitchen
- the sun following
Jup up Jup down
Jingle Jingle Meaow crash!
you want to go out but it's raining
(2007)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Shame you made me feel bad for the cat. Lovely use of words. Can easily picture the whole situation in my head.