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  1. I encountered a similar scene years ago on a roadside in Colorado:

    wind in the
    grass in a
    dead kittens fur

    I continue to admire your craft and invention, sir. You have enjambments and you know how to use them! If only others poets gave half as much care to them as you, Patrick. This one in particular blurs the edges of subject, object and verb so artfully … an effect very well suited to a scene of such blunt mortality.

    Keep on keeping watch on the wind in Vermont. I’ll be doing the same here on the Front Range =)

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    • Thank so much Dolph. As with your haiku, mine was written the day that I saw the cat. I almost turned around, but wouldn’t have known where to find the cat’s owner.

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