Chat haret from Old French harer to hunt

cat returned to the wild
to stalk the wild places
with backward glances

white robed and red
black pale grey
a tricolour banner

feline sore thumbs
in the green field
and the white

you watch the house
thousands of years of habit
too deep the memories

you watch
from the depths of field and hedge
stalking the prey of fox and hawk

ready to run
but I know youโ€™d stay
if I tried hard enough

because the wild
is only half of the cat
half remains by the fire.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

13 thoughts on “Haret”

    1. Yes, certainly people aren’t very comfortable roughing it completely. There are three or four feral cats that come around here now. I think they’re related. I’d feed them, if only to take the pressure off the wildlife, but I don’t want the responsibility of all their kittens.

  1. This is lovely–i can see the cats–but I agree with the comment about true of many things.
    As an aside, I wrote something today (not posted) with the phrase backward glance. ๐Ÿ˜€

      1. I was joking ๐Ÿ™‚ It’s a phrase everybody knows but it’s a bit too literary to use in everyday speech. I probably haven’t said it for years ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. I know we tell ourselves cats are independent, can look after themselves, are only borrowing our space as long as it suits them, but I can’t look at those faces turned towards the house where they know there are other cats, and not see a longing to join them.

      1. Agreed. I’ve always subscribed to the ‘dogs have masters, cats have staff’ approach, but there are many quixotic elements to a cat, definitely mercurial as if being ‘domesticated’ has driven them into split personalities. One longing. One pretending (badly) to be tame. Perhaps that why I like them so much. They refuse to submit. But when they want they get, and independence be dammed!

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