Saturday, April 30, 2011


Lithograph, 7 x 5 1/2"

Dark finch coming
for throaty sips
minds the mooncat,
a stilled tail.

My neighbor's cat, Moonbeam, felt it was his right to come into the house and eat my kitty's food. He was very thin, so I let him. My kitty, Zoe, had objections. Right after I printed this lithograph, Moonbeam died. I took all the poems I wrote about him and Zoe and put them together in a children's picture book manuscript, SUNCAT, MOONCAT.

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