Life With Horace

poetry & essays

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finding the spot

he lies in sun,
his still young bones
craving warmth and comfort

she seeks the cold,
lies out in snow
or the most drafty space

yet they will lie together
drawn by instinct, and
the certainty of place in touch.

note: inspired by seeing Horrie seek his sun spot in the kitchen, and Aggie in its coolest place.

poem and photograph © 2014 KH Rantilla. all rights reserved.