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Friday, October 30, 2015

Poetry Friday--"Alley Cat Love Song"

In case you missed it, yesterday was National Cat Day!


To celebrate I'd like to share a poem by Dana Gioia;
Alley Cat Love Song

Come into the garden, Fred,
For the neighborhood tabby is gone.
Come into the garden, Fred.
I have nothing but my flea collar on,
And the scent of catnip has gone to my head.
I'll wait by the screen door till dawn.

The fireflies court in the sweetgum tree.
The nightjar calls from the pine,
And she seems to say in her rhapsody,
"Oh, mustard-brown Fred, be mine!"
The full moon lights my whiskers afire,
And the fur goes erect on my spine.

I hear the frogs in the muddy lake
Croaking from shore to shore.
They've one swift season to soothe their ache.
In autumn they sing no more.
So ignore me now, and you'll hear my meow
As I scratch all night at the door.

Found in Poetry 180: A Turning Back to Poetry, selected by Billy Collins [811 POE].

If you go to YouTube, you'll find a number of choral renditions of the poem, and this:



Jone at Check It Out, is hosting the Poetry Friday Round-Up for today. Have a fun Halloween!

4 comments:

  1. The full moon lights her whiskers afire? Oh, I love that!!!! Great poem, thanks for sharing it.

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    1. How could Kurious Kitty not share a newly discovered cat poem?

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  2. Somehow I missed this last Friday. Glad I came back— it's truly something to purr about.

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