Thursday, April 23, 2009

The absence

The mourning cat
pads across the bed
where you once lay,
where your body
has dug its indelible
groove into the tired
spongy mattress.

She turns full circle,
raising moth-clouds
of dust, lowering
nose into tail atop
the patchwork quilt;
just another sunlit nap.

Rachel Westfall
April 22, 2009

(Yet another response to Christopher. What would I do without you to inspire me?)

12 comments:

Faith said...

I love this poem.

Poetikat said...

I can so relate to this. Lovely words.

Kat

Woman in a Window said...

Uncanny. Just wrote something similar to this off-line but not of cats and quilts, but of two people and sheets. Sweet. But the absence says otherwise.

Catvibe said...

I'm baaaaack! I was just catching up, and you have posted a zillion times since I came last. That gave me a chance to see a lot of poems at once, and I think my favorite (which is hard because everything you write is my favorite) but my current favorite on the face of your blog today is Lifelust. From the first line I was hooked, 'I would consume you...' Rachel, your writing is amazing, truly, and you are so very prolific with it!

Catvibe said...

And this poem, by the way, is beautiful in its melancholic ache... I, of course, am forever grateful to any poem that has a cat involved. :-)

Aniket said...

I am with Cat 100%. :-D

The sadness attached to it is what makes it so beautiful.

Loved it very much.

Karen said...

"The mourning cat" says so much. In three words, you tell a story. What a gift!

Cygnus MacLlyr said...

Very beautiful... VERY beautiful...

The imagery lacks not one single frame; the picture, sad, is complete. The animal and human emotes so stark in opposition...

And, thus, so kindred...

Thank you for the sight, Lady...

jozien said...

As i was absent yesterday. (i am not saying i was in any way part of this beautiful poem:)
But i am somehow part of yesterday's poem.
It is...
a northshore drop-in ramp (dirt jumping language)
Riding down from it, it might warm your heart, because it will launch you of the jump in line with it and make you fly!

RachelW said...

Faith :)

Kat, cats make great poem-fodder, don't they?

Erin, I hope you'll post it. :)

Cat, glad you're back,a dn thanks for the kind words! I like the Lifelust poem best, too. :) It's one of those fun ones that possessed me and wrote itself. I love it when that happens.

Aniket, again, you are so sweet! Thank you.

Karen, yeah it's hard to think of a cat mourning, so it is kind of a play on words; they are so independent, but I'm convinced they do miss us in their own way.

Cygnus, thank you for the kind words.

Jozien, yes maybe you are in both poems! Unexpectedly.

K.Lawson Gilbert said...

A perfect way to describe the absence of a loved one...the cat...and a quiet quilt like a pall.

kenflett said...

So nice to come back to your blog and see all of your lovely passionate works Rachel.