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Critic's Picks: POETRY

I was inspired to write this poem by my cat, Champion. It originated as a descriptive essay for my Language Arts class, and I was encouraged to enter it in the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards. It was too short for the category; so I converted it from prose to poetry. Really, the piece is about the grace and the beauty of a beloved pet.

Editor's Comments:
In this poem, Susa masterfully paints the natural world with small, specific strokes of her pen, blending the physical attributes of her cat into the landscape through which it roams.

Liquid Grace

By Susa Lynne
age: 15

An inky black shadow
weaves between leafless alder trunks,
winding slowly downhill
toward a small murky pond.

Tripping nimbly along the muddy bank,
then climbing a blackberry laden hill,
the feral cat moves effortlessly,

Under his downy black coat,
perfectly toned muscle ripples
like a cascading rivulet
with every agile step he takes.

White whiskers sprout
alonside his pink nose;
yellow eyes peer brightly out
from beneath secretive brows.

As his uneven white socks patter the rich soil,
his silken ears move constantly,
rotating silently,
listening animatedly.

The scents of snake and leaf-loam cling to him,
as do several small burrs and twigs;
his fur is sleek and shining,
well groomed, immaculate.

His heart beats gently
deep inside his chest,
in time with his soft,
contented breathing.

Finding the secret hollow
under an enormous cedar stump
blanketed in dense ivy,
he creeps inside.

He tucks his scarred nose under his delicate paws,
wrapping his tail around his alert ears;
curled into a diminutive ball, snug and secure,
he drifts off to sleep.

Poetry    Essay    Memoir
Short Fiction    Humor
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