Poemas de gatos: W.B.Yeats’ Cat

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?


2 pensamientos en “Poemas de gatos: W.B.Yeats’ Cat

  1. ¿Meerclar?
    I’ve just tracked down Elric of Melniboné and his Meerclar, Lord of Cats. I knew Kullervo and Sturluson’s Balder, but not him. Seems a far reaching cat, this one. ¿Have you got an extract?


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