I was awakened …

January 4, 2014 § Leave a comment

I was awakened from a dream,
a dream entwined with cats,
by a cat’s close presence.
In the darkness by my bedside there
had loomed a form with shining hair—
squarish, immense-eyed, still.
Its whiskers pricked my lips:
I screamed.
My daughter cried,
in just proportion terrified.
I realized that,
though only four, all skin and smiles,
my daughter is a lioness, taken as a cat.

daughter by john updike

from the writers almanac on http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2013/12/17

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