POEM: Familiar by Valerie Thornton

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Feeling Feline-friendly right now, so here's the first of some poems from a collection called Scottish Cats published in 2013; hardback, by Birlinn.


Familiar by Valerie Thornton

When I lie on the rug
the cat settles
in the small of my back
and we are a camel.

When I sit on the chair
in my big woolly jumper
the cat burrows under
and we're seven months gone.

When I stand by the window
longing to fly
my wings are rolled up
purring, across my shoulders.

When I'm trying to sleep
on a cold winter's night
I am near stifled
by a rumbling fur hat.

When I'm cooking our fish
and she tries to be slippers
I am a stumbling monster
she, a mouse under the dresser.

Valerie Thornton (b.1954)


Goddess watch over us all,
'tis ok to be Takei,
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Comments

[yourlibrarian]

What caught my eye was what you were listening to. Not long ago a friend catching up on Mad Men called me excitedly to tell me they used Porpoise Song at the end of one episode. It made me laugh because I had also been surprised to hear it, although I think that it's the only non-top-10 song of theirs that I've heard played in a variety of contexts.