11 November 2017
08 September 2017
30 August 2017
To face the hardship of an hour
The cat was repurposed as a flower;
Smaller and still but for a breeze,
Turning green to gentian with solemn ease.
Petalled claws and whiskered bee
In a vapor were all I could see
For a moment which became an hour
Till the cat reemerged from a flower!