Haret

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 you’d stay
if I tried hard enough

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