Kabibi Love and Flowers and Other Things
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem
Kabibi came to me the first day of
My teaching in that Great Rift Valley school.
At first I did not know how much my love
Of her would turn me to a kitten fool
Of silly, full affection. In the night
She slept with me beneath the bedclothes, purr
And warmth and sweetness calming me to flight
Towards rest as deep as valley rift. Her fur
Fluffed prettier than printed flowers on
