long tail of the cat
blessed and folded into
the baby's fat hands
My friend Andi is celebrating National Poetry Month over at her blog, too.
In fact, she's the one who told me about haibun and encouraged me to give it a whirl.
(I have to say I'm loving the process...)
Earlier this week, she riffed a little off of one of my poems.
Now I've done the same with one of her's.
She wrote the middle line, above, and used it in a poem about origami.
I've re-purposed it here, to fit the baby who visited today --
a rosy 8-month-old who practiced standing at the coffee table and rolled across the rug and let me kiss her curls.
Babies are one of life's delights... though the cats may disagree.