Monday, January 28, 2008

Kittens

In the sunken courtyard,
broken foot pavers
cradle warm soft
kittens.


The mother high up
on a window ledge

looks down

through snags of creepers
and glories.


Sunlight in various
jigsaw pieces
climb the stairs

as faint meowing
pads through
the abandoned bungalow.


Just now, a darting moth
distracts her.

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