I’m Constantly Amazed By How Much I Do Not Know About My Own Body Even At This Advanced Age (a)
She licked
my tragus. I
didn’t know the name of
that part of my body before
sitting
to write this poem about my cat
waking me up today
licking curls from
my ear.
A butterfly cinquain poem – a nine-line syllabic verse of the pattern 2 /4 / 6 / 8 / 2 / 8 / 6 / 4 / 2
This is Roxy, she’s a rescue and just over 2 years old. She finds all kinds of ways to let me know her food bowl is empty in the morning.
The tragus, I now know, is that part of your ear just opposite your ear lobe, that partially obstructs the ear canal.
A Picture and a Poem 