York Cat Trail

As if awakened, she turns her face to yours;
and with a shock, you see…

York Cat Trail, York, YO1

…yourself, tiny,
inside the golden amber of her eyeballs…

York Cat Trail, York, YO1

…suspended, like a
prehistoric fly.

From Rainer Maria Rilke’s Black Cat

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