Maybe I Was Skittish Among Strangers

October 19, 2018

Dear Subscriber:

Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of view. The theme for this week is the death of a pet.

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An epitaph for a cat named Morghan, who died early:

Maybe I was skittish among strangers:

Only you, my loved ones, owned my heart.

Racing into hiding, I would know,

Given time, the foreigners would go:

Here was home, in which they had no part.

As though I knew my fate, I dodged all dangers;

Nor could I alter it, for all my art.

© by Nicholas Gordon

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This week’s theme: Death of a Pet

10/15: Could I But Give You Comfort in My Death

10/16: Ever I Loved You, Though I Could Not Have You

10/17: Jasmine

10/18: Lady

10/19: Maybe I Was Skittish Among Strangers