Monday, June 26, 2017

Literary encounter …

… Informal Inquiries: "Plenitude" and autobiographical criticism.

I love the poem. Some years ago, my 20-year-old cat Pandora had a stroke. She couldn't walk. So I made her as comfortable as I could. The next day, when I returned from work, and went to check on her, she lifted her head, looked at me, and died a natural death. She is buried in our garden, where perhaps I shall one day join her.

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