from "Curious Creatures"
Kitten comes in
and first thing
shakes herself
(collar tag tinkling)
as if to loosen
garment of cold night air
that clings.
Next nimble paws
seem to step
from garment—
filmy, unwholesome—
now almost visible
at her feet.
Then she walks away—
done.
So from dark thought
may I be done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a wonderful image and comparison! Our pets remind us daily, contstantly, to live in the moment and to let go. The image of shaking off the outside (the darkness within) really resonates. I see you do have a very pithy writing style letting go of any 'extraneous' words. Thanks for sharing Glen. Take care.
again, you're welcome. i wrote this, as you might have guessed, in a period when i was struggling with depression. after observing what the kitten did, the comparison came naturally. appreciate your reading and comments. -glen