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A cat leaves the roof

Nathan Barrett
Mar 29, 2023

The cat paced out
her life among the terracotta rooftops
and the red clay walls and the country-
side on the horizon. No one knew how
long she’d been up there. In time she

made her way to the balcony.
And below, from her little table
where she seated herself, she
gazed out over the theater. One

who had watched at long last is
watched from behind. Her purpose
all but fulfilled. They would do well
enough now. The actors in their

playactor's lives. And there from
this balcony, the cat finally enjoyed,
in good time, these few pleasures of her
life she nearly never had as she paced

among the rooftops. The balcony and the
theater coming to her late but peopled
and living far closer to the Earth than any
rooftop was made for.

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Nathan Barrett
Nathan Barrett

Written by Nathan Barrett

Thoughts on consciousness, philosophy, meditation, the art of learning, and poetry. I use writing as a way to help me understanding these.

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