full moon shining
through the bedroom door
— the cat’s white throat!
cloudy morning-
unable to answer
the cat’s question …
staring back
at the cat
sitting in the rain
cat and i
both heard it
— that yowling outside
old cat curled
in a tiny patch
of winter sun
When Gary Paraboschi permanently retired to Martha’s Vineyard six years ago, he brought along his lifelong dabbling in poetry, especially haiku, for which he finds the lovely and abundant landscape of this Island endlessly inspirational.