Among flowers and sills the cats will know it. – Cesare Pavese

A silver moon rises
drawing
a diaphanous path
on the ocean

Only a lonely cat
leads our way
tonight.

The wind moans
and whispers its ancient story

Other days will come
and
it will be the time
of missing words

A time when
all our memories
go missing
one by one
in the winter silence.

– Lidia Chiarelli