Yes, astronaut and cosmonaut – report, indeed! Warn, if you can, your half-waking, half-sleeping planet! Tell them, if you can …– Roy Thomas, Avengers #102
So how was Zero?
oh she was fine
did you have any trouble getting in?
no no
when we got home
Zero’s dish was empty
meat left unopened
in the fridge
the thunderstorm
had driven her outside
to cringe
under the garden shed
she had quite a lot to say
when Bronwyn ran out
crying and calling out
her name
it’s not that my mother
neglected her task
on purpose
she’d written in her diary
FEED THE CAT!
it’s just that her mind
now fills in blanks
with certainties
not doubts
there was a slight pause
before that “fine”
all I know is our cat
left alone
in the storm
my mother alone
in the fog of her brain
Poems, Imitations & Translations
Friday
What to do till the sentinels come
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