The Cat Poems 1 - 2
1. 2.
the moment a cat
a cat dies lifts its head up
it's found somewhere out of doldrums
else and makes
a great
head raised yawn
from basket
eyes waking from
the dream
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. . New content has been loaded.
-- some poems and information from Janette Stowell, who has a book coming out →
-- recent work from various participants →
-- a slow form record
of the physical machine-gun →
-- a radio transmission clip →
E-mail submissions/enquiries welcomed: backtothemachinegun@hotmail.com
These are the first two of the five legendary cat poems from four or more years ago .
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I didn't know what doldrums meant before...it's very pretty and one of my favourites now...doldrums.. i like your little doldrumcats.
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