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Poem Review by Andrew Angus Title of Poem: Cats, Daffodils and Dragonflies Author: Laura Stamps Source: The Year of the Cat, (2005), p.7 Rating: 4.6 laurels  out of 5 laurels. Laura Stamps's poem "Cats, Daffodils and Dragonflies" is about the passing of spring with her cats as a backdrop. She begins her poem by describing  her cat My youngest cat yelps   and darts across the room,   batting a cotton mouse,   his tail a swollen dandelion,   his back arched, hopping   on the blackberry thistles   of his toes like a Halloween   cutout. Tuesday, and I   Complete poem review is available in Print edition. This poem is nominated Best Poem of Year 2005 for its wonderful description of spring. Details of the poem review is found at Printed ed. of Muses Review.

Laura Stamps Poet from South Carolina

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Poem Review by Andrew Angus Title of Poem: Hurricane Season Author: Laura Stamps Source: The Year of the Cat, (2005), p.63 Rating: 4.7 out of 5 laurels. Laura Stamps's poem "Hurricane Season"

CATS, DAFFODILS, AND DRAGONFLIES   by Laura Stamps Source: The Year of the Cat , p. 7 My youngest cat yelps   and darts across the room,   batting a cotton mouse,   his tail a swollen dandelion,   his back arched, hopping   on the blackberry thistles   of his toes like a Halloween   cutout. Tuesday, and I   pray that the hours might   slow to a dawdle, for the   seasons to tarry, for April   to linger longer than the   paper lace of daffodils in   early spring. I am easily   swayed by natural   distractions: always the   flash at the window,   always the mockingbird   painting its stroke of gray   from the oak to the grass,   always the dragonfly's   lapis dilly-dally, the wooden   petals of a sunflower   windmill clicking among the   daisies like a wasp tapping   the glass. These holy   moments are the diamonds   and emeralds paving the   streets of my life. Slowly,   I pull the day like taffy to   welcome the whippoorwill's   gurgle at evensong, to laugh   at the silly antics of a cat,   or to converse with a garden  lizard's verdant splurge:   this must be the pilgrim's   path to the heavenly   city. I'm sure of it.      ---------------------------- Copyright belongs to Laura Stamps.  Published with permission from poet.

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