Every morning, cup of coffee
in hand, I look out at the blue mountain.
Ordinarily it’s blue, but today
it’s the color of an eggplant.
And the sky turns
from gray to pale apricot
as the sun rolls up
Main Street in Andover.
Photo by Denton Greenville
I study the cat’s face
and find a trace of white
around each eye, as if
he made himself up today
for a part in the opera.
~Jane Kenyon
“In Several Colors”
from Collected Poems
Cats ~ The Musical
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