Rachel always liked to slink
in a not quite empty sink.
Even when we pulled the stopper
still she crouched in hopes of water.
One sad morning we were startled
finding Rachel grown much smaller.
Now, alas, we search in vain
fearing she’s slipped down the drain.
Has she flushed into the lake
slowly to evaporate
into growling clouds that rain
cats and dogs on window panes?
Let the moral simply be:
kitties, keep your four paws dry
or like Rachel you may shrink
steadily till indistinct
you dissolve in space and time
one more cat-a-logued in rhyme.
Copyright © Susan Ioannou. Originally published in Here is A Poem: An Anthology of Canadian Poetry (League of Canadian Poets, 1983).
Susan Ioannou’s poetry, fiction, and articles have appeared across Canada. Her poetry collections includeLooking for Light (Hidden Brook Press), Looking Through Stone: Poems about the Earth (Your Scrivener Press), Coming Home: An Old Love Story (Leaf Press), Where the Light Waits (Ekstasis Editions), andClarity Between Clouds (Goose Lane Editions).