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The feral cat is back from wherever it goes for the winter. It crouches on a fallen limb, eyes fixed on the weeds, gathered for the spring.
Dave Bonta
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The feral cat is back from wherever it goes for the winter. It crouches on a fallen limb, eyes fixed on the weeds, gathered for the spring.
A feral cat returns after a winter away, and the speaker simply notices it. There is no explanation of where it has been, only the phrase "wherever it goes for the winter," which admits that the cat's life is mostly hidden from us. That small admission gives the cat a quiet independence.
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