Vespers of the Cat – a poem by Martin Potter

Vespers of the Cat
Settling of a summer afternoon
The cat catches olive branch shade
Stretches along the flagstones
Provides its own cushioning
Moment’s wholeness in the long cat’s head
Forming an instant into a twinkling globe
Forgets about the morning
Neglects a sense of limit
Little eternity out of a heavy day
Accepting of radiance by the grateful cat
Blinks in the tinted breezes
Dozes cosmos cradled

Martin Potter ( is a poet and academic, and his poems have appeared in AcumenThe French Literary ReviewEborakonScintillaInk Sweat & TearsThe Poetry Village, andother journals. His pamphlet In the Particular was published by Eyewear in December, 2017. 

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