I wrote this poem after I found my kitten(called LittleLittle after a painting) dead in the gutter outside my house.
I was so angry !
O God who sees the sparrow fall
Did you see LittleLittle?
Blown black handful of fur-and-feather-flutter
Dead and draggled in the gutter?
O God who stirs the heart in the blue shell
Did you forget her that she fell?
And has she gone
Sucked away into the Once and Then
Wind-wild whiskering leaping loving inky spirit
Blown away into the dark?
Tiny black body lying underground
A stranger,stiff and stark;
I must accept you,since I hid you there;
Then why do I still look and long
For warm bones,silk to burrow in,a tongue
Prickly-licking,pencil-puffs of breath
Poking my cheek?and where,O where
When LittleLittle played with death?
Amazing that I still cry when I read this.....