Purrsday Poetry: Sun Wars by Rachael Ikins

Sun Wars

It is the time of year
When dusk coalesces almost before sunrise
pooling around us like smoke.
When dew turns to frost
and naked branches shaken
free of clothing ink Sky.
Cats jostle each other for the strip
of sunlight that paints a 6 inch swath of floor
by the front door.
1:00 p.m.
Heat inebriates them.
Gabby drapes a chair, Cato on his back, feet in the air
Gives belly to Sun from the door mat.
Jumbled racketing dogs can’t dislodge
such heated torpor.
We struggle with need for light,
for heat this waning year.
Close the door too soon. 1:06.
Sun scatters over the woods and drifts
down the horizon, empty as a pile of leaves.
Associate Editor Clare Songbirds Publishing House, Auburn NY
2018 Independent Book Award winner (poetry)
2013, 2018 CNY Book Award nominee
2016, 2018 Pushcart nominee
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2 thoughts on “Purrsday Poetry: Sun Wars by Rachael Ikins

  1. floridaborne says:

    They should be Florida cats. 🙂

    Strange how cats sit in a window sill looking like little sun sponges. Yours look so peaceful gathering in the rays.

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