collective cats

A warmth of newborn kittens;
a suckle of queen and her young;
a snooze of kittens in the sunshine;
a tumble of kittens in the violet patch;
a wheedle of felines in the morning
and a squabble at the feeding bowl;
a snuggle of siblings on the window sill;
a quarrel of cats in the moonlight.
                                 (Da capo)

cats sitting on the window sill

Author: don't confuse the narrator

Exploring the boundary between writer and narrator through first person poetry, prose and opinion

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