In Several Colors by Jane Kenyon

 

Every morning, cup of coffee

in hand, I look out at the blue mountain.

Ordinarily it’s blue, but today

it’s the color of an eggplant.

Jack Bogg

And the sky turns

from gray to pale apricot

as the sun rolls up

Main Street in Andover.

Photo by Denton Greenville

I study the cat’s face

and find a trace of white

around each eye, as if

he made himself up today

for a part in the opera.

~Jane Kenyon

“In Several Colors”

from Collected Poems

Cats ~ The Musical