Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Poem: Rae Armantrout

Today's poem from the Academy of American Poets:

Thing
by Rae Armantrout

We love our cat
for her self
regard is assiduous
and bland,

for she sits in the small
patch of sun on our rug
and licks her claws
from all angles

and it is far
superior
to "balanced reporting"

though, of course,
it is also
the very same thing.


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