A Cat in the Garden by Stella Phipps

A cat
In the garden,
Its fur
Like a glaze,
Its tail
As confused
As a bird
In a maze.

The cat
Makes no sound,
But its sight
Is a symphony,
Clarinet whispers
And breath
Like a timpani.

So calm
In the garden,
Not wanting,
Not needing.
It sighs
And it sleeps
Until it’s time
For its feeding.

From: https://poems.poetrysociety.org.uk/poems/a-cat-in-the-garden/

Date: 2022

By: Stella Phipps (19??- )