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F. Poems of Laura Stamps , (South Carolina) DAYBREAK by Laura Stamps Source: The Year of the Cat , p. 1 There is a place behind a cat's ear as sweet as summer jasmine, as soft as the satin purse of a mink. I rest my cheek there often, listening to the syrup of birdsong twisting its silver threads through the sky's orchid hair, as buds of sunrise blossom in apricot and tangerine, and I wonder about the flaring water-music of the wood thrush and how many levels of joy my body can bear. ---------------------------- Copyright belongs to Laura Stamps. Published with permission from poet. |
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| Laura Stamps Poet from South Carolina |
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| 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 wayed 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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| Hurricane Season by Laura Stamps Source: The Year of the Cat . p,63 Available in Print ed. --------------------------------------- This poem is nominated Best Poem of Year 2005. |
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