Tuesday, 11 November 2014

The Black Cat (Part II)

A path of silver
through the snow.

A black cat turning
in waves of dark,
rivers of light.

Reflections, refractions
of mirrors and moon beams.

An avenue of black trees
reaching for the cloudy sky.

Shall we put down these old books and follow?


  1. Jonathan, I don't know if it's what you intended, I wonder if your words blend with the hearer of your words and become the life the hearer needs....for me, this was so meaningful today.......to put down the old books, the old maps, and to have a little faith in a new way we're walking, being drawn into......so much in me wants a map, wants my old books, my old maps, but those suited other paths..........time to trust a little, time to have a little faith, and just follow.

    1. Dear Liz. Thank you for your lovely comment. I think your interpretation is the right one although I could never have said it as clearly as you have done. Thank you.

  2. Jonathan! I *just* read this on another blog ("Privet and Holly")after leaving the comment I just left for you......

    " *For last year's words* *belong to last year's language,* *and next year's words* *await another voice.* *And to make an end* *is to make a beginning.* T.S. Eliot"

  3. Thank you for steering me towards the Privet and the Holly. A very nice blog. Those words of T.S. Eliot are strangely apt.



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