There’s nothing wrong with the possum. A possum is a possum is a possum.
I thought “cat-nervous” was a nice, possumy touch. I myself have never seen a “cat-nervous” possum, though I can believe a possum is very nervous.
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Hi—thanks for reading. You’ve quoted most of my poem “Day-Possum.” That exceeds fair use for poetry.
Please either remove the poem or trim to ≤4 lines with full credit + link: https://stygian-muse.com/day-possum/. Example excerpt that’s okay: “It seizes a mango with both paws… / …only mango.”
Could you update within 48 hours? Otherwise I’ll ask WordPress to remove it.LikeLike
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Thanks for holding me to account, but especially for giving me a generous 48 hours to mend my ways.
Do you guys have the saying, “playing possum”?
You have so dang many marsupials over there.
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You’ve got to remember I don’t know how to log-in to your poems. I like your poem, but partly that’s because, from my location in space and time, it is esoteric and exotic. I’ve known a possum or two, and each time, these possums were playing possum. Literally. They were scared shitless, and pretending to be dead. I, as a human, could see they weren’t dead. I could see they were panting. Okay, so that’s possums. Now about mangoes. I never ate a mango until I went to a very impoverished country, where nevertheless, I myself got to eat mangoes. Not many, but I did get to eat them. You live in a place where there are mango trees, and you can, disinterestedly, observe a ringtail possum — in BROAD DAYLIGHT — sneak into the mango tree and steal mango, green mango. Still, that doesn’t justify me violating fair use and stealing from you — … —
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Spam of Human Affection 
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