Sunday Poetry – W B Yeats


I’m going to indulge in some photos of Lucky & Phoebe today with yet another cat poem. Both cats love lounging on the back porch, especially in this mild weather. I wish the humidity would go away but I’m sure we’ll get some proper, crisp autumn weather soon.


These photos were taken yesterday afternoon. Phoebe enjoys a good stretch


before settling down for a very long nap. Funnily enough, they seem to have taken over each other’s beds. I bought the purple fluffy bed for Phoebe & the futon (navy blue cover now very faded) for Lucky but they seem to have swapped over lately.

The poem is The Cat and the Moon by W B Yeats. I like the sense of kinship between Minnaloushe & the moon, the eyes of the cat mirroring the changes in the moon.

The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top,
And the nearest kin of the moon,
The creeping cat, looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
For, wander and wail as he would,
The pure cold light in the sky
Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass
Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet.
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion,
A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
From moonlit place to place,
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon.
His changing eyes.

4 thoughts on “Sunday Poetry – W B Yeats

  1. Thanks for posting the poem. I’ve read only a little of Yeats’ poetry, so this was a new one. An interesting pairing of the cat and the moon–both important characters in fantasy.

    As for the sleeping arrangements of cars, I remember the silliest question (one of many actually) on the Humane Society’s questionnaire: “Where will the cat sleep at night?” Anyone who knows anything about cats will know the answer: the cat will sleep where it chooses to sleep, regardless of what the human thinks, plans, or proposes.


    • Exactly! Lucky & Phoebe always find the most comfortable spot & make it their own, usually my lap. I’m surprised that they even use the beds but they’re more comfortable than the floorboards of the porch. Although Phoebe also likes a small cardboard box that I was going to recycle until she took it over as a favourite place.


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