Remembering Sox Poem by Glen Kappy
Remembering Sox
from "Curious Creatures"
As I open door—
absence of her meows
her recriminations.
Her litter box—
months unused now—
still where it was.
No warmth
where she had curled on couch—
no cat.
As usual, strong, clear images in just a few words. I totally get it. Did you have her for a long time? A ginger and white cat has adopted us here in Mallorca, for almost three weeks. When we leave, we will miss her (him?) and I wonder if she will slot in comfortably with the next family who moves in and not give us another thought. My Kitten is similar.
thank you and thank you, laurie. yes, we had her a long time, and i confess i found her annoying so much of the time. but i felt for her when she was sick and missed her (go figure?) when, old and ailing, she wandered off and never returned. we thought, like our first cat, she went off to die. we looked for her body but never found it. -glen
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4/23/2024 7:30:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
We usually mourn the absence of our pets! After being part of our family, when they are no more, they leave sad memories behind! A touching write!
thank you, valsa. sox was the most vocal cat we ever had, and most of her vocalizing sounded like complaining. but, as you see, my heart went out to her in her latter days as she was ailing... she was mostly black with white booties, and in her younger days outside she'd wallow in the dirt and then show up at our door wanting in. the dirt was so obvious on her black fur. -glen