Plans Deranged by Time: The Poetry of George Fetherling

Alleycat

Alleycat Simultaneous with this writing the dull salutes of keys on paper I live again like an alleycat silent on bricks and concrete nimble on ledges and fire escapes Back of the Yards crossing the street only when necessary and then very quickly head and tail downward the shortest path between two points indistinct in the night then disappearing into the shadows on the other side seen for an instant under some arc lamp in the flashlight of some cop or the headlight of a lonely car no one knowing whether it was me or a crumpled piece of sports page carried on a burst of wind that seemed to come from nowhere The Poetry of George Fetherling / 1 ...