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Inky's Kitten

Strike while the iron is hot, you say? I don’t mean to hog the community here…but this has been in the works. I finally figured out what to do with it. Cut a bunch of info/narrative and it morphed into a pantoum, some lines tweaked for impact (e.g.line 3 is not repeated.). Looks like a series of “Inky” poems in the making. I left the numbering in for now.

Inky’s Kitten

1 mother was sobbing in the kitchen
2 as I came home from grade school  
3 Our Inky, pregnant with kittens was due any day
4  I was excited like a new parent to watch the birthing

2 as I came home from grade school that day
5 mom wept, hands on the counter, head down
4 I was excited like a new parent to watch the birthing
6 When I asked what was wrong

5 mom wept, hands on the counter, head down.
7 She told me Inky delivered one tiny, dead kitten.
6 When I asked what was wrong, she said
8 when you were three, I miscarried a baby at five months

7 Inky delivered one tiny, dead kitten
3 No one ever talked about it.   She said
8 when you were three, I miscarried a baby at 5 months.
1 mother was sobbing, at the counter, in the kitchen.

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