RIP poet Eve Merriam, died this day 1992.
"It's just an old alley cat that has followed us all the way home. It hasn't a star on its forehead, or a silky satiny coat. No proud tiger stripes, no dainty tread, no elegant velvet throat...
"It's just an old alley cat that has followed us all the way home. It hasn't a star on its forehead, or a silky satiny coat. No proud tiger stripes, no dainty tread, no elegant velvet throat...
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Merriam saw what most miss: the quiet, unbeautiful truths that trail us. The alley cat doesn’t need stripes, it endures.
Life without grandeur, love without pedigree. That’s the poetry that survives.
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I had a cat like this who hung around my studio apartment years ago. We called him Tough Cat because he had a little nip missing from one ear 🐈
Thanks for the memory 🫶🏼