In light of my recent sightings of otters and a mink, here’s a poem I wrote in 1994 and revised in 1996.
otters — you have forgotten otters
with sleek tube torsos
and stubby little legs
with handy clenched claw-paws
tiny child fingers
fickle pink-tongue satin
or more a wet sea towel
slinky serpent-silly
tumble down slick slopes
rose-nose silly-whiskered —
and you —
i see you have forgotten otters.
White Cat Grove 