Waiting rooms at bus stations

Poets are like steam valves, where the ordinary feelings of ordinary people can escape and be shown.
~Sharon Olds

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I planned to write form poems this week, and in fact I did write two, but I am not content with either. Our kitty Pearl died suddenly last Friday. She was a young cat, with no signs of illness, and she started throwing up blood-tinged bubbles while I was in the shower Friday morning. She had an undiagnosed heart condition which the vet said only shows itself when cats go into heart failure. The poems that I wrote were about pets, but they need work. My concentration is not what it could be this week...

So I'll share a video with you instead. It was read by my younger daughter's friend, and my son added the images:

The visible and the in-

Want to join the Summer Poetry Swap? If you take part in the swap, you will send 1-5 poems to your fellow swappers (and receive an equal number). If you sign up for five, you will be sending a poem to a person every two weeks over ten weeks (June-August). Poems can be sent in envelopes or on postcards. Email me at tabatha(at)tabathayeatts(dot)com to join or for more information.

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