Friday, April 4, 2014

NPM: Caturday

From Etsy via Google Images. Artist unknown.

THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO. before people looked at pictures of cats on the internet. people read short poems about cats. on the internet.

neko no koi (cats in love)
Matsuo Bashō (1644 – 1694
(Translator unknown)

cats in love
   when they stop in my bedroom
a hazy moon

She sights a Bird
Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)

She sights a Bird——she chuckles——
She flattens—
then she crawls——
She runs without the look of feet——
Her eyes increase to Balls——

Her Jaws stir——twitching——hungry——
Her Teeth can hardly stand——
She leaps, but Robin leaped the first——
Ah, Pussy, of the Sand,

The Hopes so juicy ripening——
You almost bathed your Tongue——
When Bliss disclosed a hundred Toes——
And fled with every one——

William Carlos Williams (1883 – 1963)

As the cat
climbed over
the top of

the jamcloset
first the right

then the hind
stepped down

into the pit of
the empty

Carl Sandburg (1878 – 1967)

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.


  1. listen you one-balled twit, wouldn't it be nice if __ queers like yourself would abstain from flaunting evolutionary bestowed endowments that are meant for god-knows-why'es'es-esses. Yes, i fully admit i am jealous of your ball sack, as in singular.

    thank you.

  2. Ursula Ziegler ( -1983)

    The Queef (bolded)

    your hair
    whose color i do not know
    speaks of ___

    i am notified.