commands my attention
the way the dead
vines outside my window attract
hearty northern birds
and squirrels to the rummage,
demand that my indoor cat take
his instinctive position as hunter?
A stillness so loud
it wakes the early winter
in me to watch. Who?
2 thoughts on “Who Is This Voice”
“A stillness so loud/ it wakes the early winter/ in me to watch?” … I like that!