by rae armantrout
We love our cat
for her self
regard is assiduous
and bland,
for she sits in the small
patch of sun on our rug
and licks her claws
from all angles
and it is far
to “balanced reporting”
though, of course,
it is also
the very same thing.

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  1. Rae Armantrout, eh? I just read a book by her – mostly stuff like this. Its so simple yet tough to wrap your mind around. Which I think is the point. The poem is less a product of imagery and more an odd effect of brain waves set into motion by the almost incidental imagery. And that motion goes nowhere “sensible”. I like that.

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