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Ghazal for a Black Cat

By Ellora Sutton

Shadows down the street like liqueur, black cat,
soft-ridge shoulders and rusty purr, black cat.

Nose in the air like her paws float on clouds,
starlight in her eyes, a silver bur, black cat.

There is something of the witch about her,
all natural, green and larkspur, black cat.

Dust-mote tongue laps the night from a puddle,
her empty belly full of myrrh, black cat.

She walks with all that history, worship,
coronation-stride to the future, black cat.

Rolls the quartzy night-smoke on her shoulders,
meanders like drunkard’s blurred slur, black cat.

Fireworks refract dreams onto dustbin lids
and it is all just fish to her, black cat.

 

Ellora Sutton is a British writer (and museum gift shop worker) who has recently graduated with a first in Journalism and Creative Writing from the University for the Creative Arts. Her obsessions include poetry and Jane Austen.

 

 

 

 

Filed Under: Poetry Tagged With: Issue Twelve

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