04-10-2017, 10:06 PM
Sigrid Abiding
A night light offers backlighting
enough to recognize Sigrid abiding
on the window shelf peering outside.
She is a gray fluff tabby, lion collared,
part Maine coon cat, perhaps, six toes
with hair in the spaces between.
Sigrid is the only one awake this early
watches me ascend the alley, leans in,
rises to put a paw against the glass.
The red of sunrise
dowses the front window
as if to set the building afire.
A night light offers backlighting
enough to recognize Sigrid abiding
on the window shelf peering outside.
She is a gray fluff tabby, lion collared,
part Maine coon cat, perhaps, six toes
with hair in the spaces between.
Sigrid is the only one awake this early
watches me ascend the alley, leans in,
rises to put a paw against the glass.
The red of sunrise
dowses the front window
as if to set the building afire.