Last night I dreamed a poem by Margaret Atwood.
I haven’t read anything by Margaret Atwood since The Handmaid’s Tale almost thirty years ago. Does she even write poetry? I don’t know. But this one appeared fully formed in my mind as I slept, complete with her byline, so I’ll give credit where it’s due.
I won’t claim it’s any good, and I don’t agree with her stance on free range cats or TTVAR (team dog! team bird!) but here it is:
Let My Cats Roam Free
by Margaret Atwood
When I go
Let my cats roam free the grounds
above the earth
above my tomb.
Let them roam
howling and fucking and stalking,
bringing gifts of vermin
to my clay feet.
Here tabby, here tom,
here pussy, pussy, pussy.
Bring me your gophers,
your towhees, your wrens.
Let jewels of feather and fur
and small sharp bone
litter the grounds
where my cats roam free.
Therese and I are excited to announce a few book signing events coming up soon.
We’ll be in Weaverville, California, on February 8 for the Chinese New Year celebrations. Look for us either at Weaverville’s historic Joss House or at Tammie’s Books. We’re still working out the details, but we’ll be at one or the other of those locations, if not both. (A few important plot points in The Long Way take place near Weaverville, a tiny town near the Trinity Alps that was home to plenty of Chinese miners during the Gold Rush era.)
If you’re in Southern California, definitely stop by the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books on April 12-13, 2014. We’ll have a booth and we’ll be there both days. If you’re a book lover, this is a must-visit event.
We’re also working to arrange a signing at Chaucer’s Books in Santa Barbara, perhaps in April or May. Stay tuned for details.