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The End

Goodbye to "What's Going On?"

Thank you for accompanying us,

and especially for posting a poem today,

on our last day. We are retiring the blog site.  It's been quite a journey for the 4 of us and all of you together.  

And now, keep on writing! 

Today is an open link, so post what you'd like from your stash of self-made favorites.  You can post a new poem, too.

This last week I thought I'd show pics of animal friends I've lived with over the years. I love the view (above) of Sabrina and Mariah together sleeping in the sun, and (below) Miracle and Pierette in a rare and peaceful moment together.  Both sets of cats have crossed the rainbow bridge, though I still feel their spirits with me.

Again, today is an open link, so post what you'd like from your stash of self-made favorites.  You can post a new poem, too.

Continuing my cat theme (and my custom of including an inspiring poem or two), here's one from Marge Piercy:

The cat’s song

By Marge Piercy

Mine, says the cat, putting out his paw of darkness.

My lover, my friend, my slave, my toy, says

the cat making on your chest his gesture of drawing

milk from his mother’s forgotten breasts.

Let us walk in the woods, says the cat.

I’ll teach you to read the tabloid of scents,

to fade into shadow, wait like a trap, to hunt.

Now I lay this plump warm mouse on your mat.

You feed me, I try to feed you, we are friends,

says the cat, although I am more equal than you.

Can you leap twenty times the height of your body?

Can you run up and down trees? Jump between roofs?

Let us rub our bodies together and talk of touch.

My emotions are pure as salt crystals and as hard.

My lusts glow like my eyes. I sing to you in the mornings

walking round and round your bed and into your face.

Come I will teach you to dance as naturally

as falling asleep and waking and stretching long, long.

I speak greed with my paws and fear with my whiskers.

Envy lashes my tail. Love speaks me entire, a word

of fur. I will teach you to be still as an egg

and to slip like the ghost of wind through the grass.

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The End

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