Tag Archives: cats

Rusty things: the wail of a cat in...

By Dave Bonta | Published September 24, 2011 at 9:17 am

Rusty things: the wail of a cat in heat, a squirrel’s slow scold, the cry of a jay, and the black cherry leaves fading to a coppery red.

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A meadow vole takes an after-death...

By Dave Bonta | Published September 19, 2011 at 10:31 am

A meadow vole takes an after-death journey into the forest in the jaws of a cat, who holds her head high for once and does not slink.

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A catbird scolds a feral cat: harsh...

By Dave Bonta | Published August 20, 2011 at 8:38 am

A catbird scolds a feral cat: harsh, descending Nos. Slick with dew, the lanceolate leaves of goldenrod shimmer in the sun like green fish.

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Dead bracken leaf: a sun-bleached carcass...

By Dave Bonta | Published June 11, 2011 at 9:55 am

Dead bracken leaf: a sun-bleached carcass. A feral cat pads down the road undetected by squirrels, its sodden gray coat the color of gravel.

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Four gray squirrels interrupt their...

By Dave Bonta | Published April 23, 2011 at 10:45 am

Four gray squirrels interrupt their chasing to scold the feral cat—a Two Minutes’ Hate. In the corner of my eye, the zip of a winter wren.

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On the flattened grass where snow has...

By Dave Bonta | Published March 13, 2011 at 10:39 am

On the flattened grass where snow has sat for months, the gray disk of an old hornet nest. The feral cat presses her belly fur to the earth.

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Fine snow blurs the edges of the porch...

By Dave Bonta | Published January 18, 2011 at 8:19 am

Fine snow blurs the edges of the porch. The feral cat has walked in her own footsteps through the garden, a clear print in each old crater.

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The first four peonies burst their...

By Dave Bonta | Published May 28, 2010 at 7:24 am

The first four peonies burst their buds in the night and open to a sky of hazy pink. From under the house, a cat’s hollow cough.

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My meditative sit is spoiled by the...

By Dave Bonta | Published February 2, 2010 at 7:41 am

My meditative sit is spoiled by the incessant scolding of a squirrel, set off by a feral tabby. Now I know why Nanzen killed the cat.

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A half-grown barn cat crawls out from...

By Dave Bonta | Published November 21, 2009 at 9:23 am

A half-grown barn cat crawls out from under the house, gray and bedraggled as a clump of drier lint. One jay rasping at the top of a locust.

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