A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place
your sight can knock on, echoing; but here
within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze
will be absorbed and utterly disappear:
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A brilliant poem that takes the cliche of black cats as an omen and transforms it into a bone-chilling experience, collapsing both object and subject in the end.
v good it was a great poem on my favorite animal which is the cat
hi this was a great poem i recament it for anyone who loves/likes cats
Good 👍 but theaido