The outside cat coming into the house
Is always a moment of anxiety for the casa god
Who has noted on more than one occasion
A certain massing of the inside forces
For what certainly looked like bush whack of the outsider
It is not that I lack either power or concern
But if G-d has any limits s/he knows
That in the struggle to get the hamburger through the door
Sometimes you don’t even know till too late
That the most junior cat
Has also come under threat of attack.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem