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Rae Longest's avatarLiteracy and Me

Sometimes it is a simple matter of punctuation that turns a prose paragraph into a poem.

For example, here is a brief paragraph about my cat, Freesia:

She has a stubborn streak, this good-natured cat of mine. She plops down on the computer keyboard when she craves attention. She reclines on whatever I’m looking at, writing on, trying to read at the moment. Finally, I grab her middle, swoop her up, and deposit her firmly on the floor.

Here are the same words arranged in poetic form, thanks to a few changes in line length and punctuation marks:

Freesia

She has a stubborn-streak,

My good-natured cat.

She plops down on my keyboard

When she craves my attention.

She reclines on whatever

I’m looking at,

Writing on,

Trying to read

Until I grab her “amidships,”

Then sweep her up,

And deposit her

Firmly on the floor.

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