August Night – a poem by Roberta Santlofer

August Night

The cat’s night walk is as synchronized as the cricket’s chirp
But much slower
As August’s humidity thickens
The night slurs like a drunk
In need of a shower and sleep
Distant rumbles can be heard
Perhaps rain will follow
And the cat will walk more distinctly

Roberta “Bobby” Santlofer (1943-2020) was a mother of sons, an avid reader, and a poet. A posthumous collection of her poetry is forthcoming. Santlofer’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Black Coffee Review, Bluepepper, Chiron Review, Eunoia Review, Gargoyle, Philadelphia Stories, Grey Sparrow Review, The Pangolin Review, Remington Review, North Dakota Quarterly, Vita Brevis, Wine Cellar Press and elsewhere.

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