April 25, 2022 by petrujviljoen
We were in the carport; (there’s no car) the cat, the bird and I. I was at some chores, the cat was eyeing the lizard which had alreay lost its tail to her and neither of us yet noticed the bird, high up on the trellis.
lizard scurrying to
Found the lid of the municipal bin! Ha! In the creeper I let grow wild for aesthetic reasons. I swept the concrete floor in places for form’s sake. Stood around seeing what’s to see, watching the cat watching the lizard I broke into song. One I sang while she was gone so long. (I’m not a good singer and took licence, stayed with Hallelujah) It came from my chest and the bird sounded. Surprised I broke off, so did the bird, took up the song and so did the bird. By now my intelligent cat was watching me, ignoring the bird she knew was out of reach. My cat was looking at me, her eyes round and full, her gaze – remembered!
of the spirit –
Steadying my buckling knees, holding on to the gate and the Mother of God I close my eyes and sang. The bird, the cat and I.
the gap was
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