Deep South v.3 n.3 (Spring 1997)
Siamese Cat for Ahila It is twilight The coming out of cats On the hills' reddened backs By the harbour I Am a whole carat of light and these people, Prey going home. In my time I The moon's blue cousin Hearing the whispering of stars Lick your favours by the fire Blink in your wide brown eyes Settle in your heart. I am one paw's length of love.