I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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6 July 2016

Waking / Waiting

Gradually I notice
sunshine has returned
(yesterday’s rain
made a day
to hunker down,

The slow count
of votes continues.
Not looking good.

A brisk wind
rustles itself up
from nowhere.

My cat examines
the outside world,
decides: another day
for staying in.


  1. At least inside our homes, we are safe from the outer disappointments. I love the photo of your pretty kitty.