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March 27, 2010

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whimsy, white whiskers, & emily dickinson

by Andrea O'Connell

I love this whimsical poem!!  Here it is in full:

She sights a Bird – she chuckles

She sights a Bird – she chuckles –
She flattens – then she crawls –
She runs without the look of feet –
Her eyes increase to Balls –

Her Jaws stir – twitching – hungry –
Her Teeth can hardly stand –
She leaps, but Robin leaped the first –
Ah, Pussy, of the Sand,

The Hopes so juicy ripening –
You almost bathed your Tongue –
When Bliss disclosed a hundred Toes –
And fled with every one

~ Emily Dickinson

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  1. auntdeedee
    Mar 28 2010

    I love it! Thankfully, the kitty in Emily’s poem did not catch the bird!

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  2. Andrea
    Mar 28 2010

    LOL! Thanks so much… Yes, I am glad, too… Emily surely was a fan of both cats and birds!

    This is a picture of my boy “Beau” who, as a result of emulating my dog Jazz, acts more like a dog than a cat!

    But, oh how he does exactly what Emily describes….He sits on the window and his “jaws stir – twitching – hungry” at the sight of the lovely feathered creatures that grace my back yard. It’s really funny to see him salivate like that….

    Happy Palm Sunday to you and all, Aunt Dee Dee! 🙂

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  3. Aug 6 2011

    Lovely poem! I’d never read it. “She runs without the look of feet -” Nobody but Dickinson could have described that so perfectly.
    Beau looks like my Christabel, who used to sit in the window and chatter at birds. Or chuckle, as it were.

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