Friday, September 28, 2007
A pear-shaped cat contemplates the autumnal equinox
The fall equinox was last Sunday, September 23. In honor of the season, here is my poem.
When the earth tips toward winters’ jaws,
May the Great Cat protect you all
And send you a harvest of mousie paws.
And for your humans, a bottle of wine
To complement the harvest moon.
For ripeness is all, as the poet said
And winter snows will come too soon.