Absolutely wonderful! Beautifully written.
From The Door, 2007. Houghton Mifflin (U.S.), McClelland & Stewart (Canada), Virago (U.K.)
Written in honour of Blackie, who lived till 15; posted in honour of Twitter correspondent @marleycatt, who passed away last week.
BLACKIE IN ANTARCTICA
My sister phones long distance:
Blackie’s been put down.
Incurable illness. Gauntness and suffering.
I thought you’d want to bury him,
she says, in tears.
So I wrapped him in red silk
and put him in the freezer.
Oh Blackie, named bluntly
and without artifice by small girls,
black cat leaping from roof to roof
in doll’s bonnet and pinafore,
Oh sly fur-faced idol
who endured worship and mauling,
often without scratching,
Oh yowling moon-
addict, devious foundling,
who predicted disaster
by then creating it,
faithful companion of midnight,
Oh pillow hog,
with your breath of raw liver,
where are you now?
Beside the frozen hamburger
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