Posted on July 2, 2013 by Frances DonovanRed in Tooth and Claw Haiku in the summer grass the cat finds a wounded bird and begins to play Share this:FacebookTwitterEmailPrintMoreTumblrRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
BOY, DON’T WE KNOW IT!!!!! 🙂
Thanks, Jonathan. I’m fond of the juxtaposition of what’s usually a quiet, meditative form and the violent content.
Good work! That’s JUST how cats are…and some people! Come visit! http://bythemightymumford.wordpress.com/
Nature doing what nature does. Our dogs got a juvenile blue jay last month. Think we rescued it in time but not sure. The parents were going ballistic. Nicely done.
Interesting title and creative haiku ~
The use of the form and the quiet, lovely, and playful imagery in relation to the action of this poem totally creeped me out. It is wonderfully gruesome. And yet, like Jonathan said, the cat is just being true to it’s nature. Very cool read!
not much fun for the bird…ha…but something i see our cat do for sure…smiles…mine always leaves me the feathers…
Brian, I always had trouble posting comments on your blog! But I wanted you to know how much I enjoyed the narrative poem about the weaver, watching NYPD blue and living simply in a space just big enough for a bed and a duffel bag. You somehow managed to walk the line between suggestion and overstatement — I especially liked the line about the shuttlecock.
evocative and fraught