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Cloud & Ground
December 14, 2015
-290-man
How dare a commonwoman praise me!
Who doesn't even have the time to grind her own coffee beans
A ragged, stray cat with no pedigree
I'd rather she insult me than bow at my feet
-290-woman
I know it is a new season when his coat colors change
but I reamin autumnal year-round
how I wish I could put his beauty on paper
but I am but an illiterate peasant
© Matt F., Pierz, MN
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This is a poem in the cloud-dwelling man's perspective and one in a commonwoman's perspective in response to chapter 290 of Sei Shonagon's "Pillow Book"