I wonder if this cartoon was inspired by Yeats’ famous poem?
THE CAT AND THE MOON
by: W. B. Yeats (1865-1939)
HE cat went here and thereAnd 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 skyTroubled his animal blood.Minnaloushe runs in the grassLifting 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 grassFrom moonlit place to place,The sacred moon overheadHas taken a new phase.Does Minnaloushe know that his pupilsWill pass from change to change,And that from round to crescent,From crescent to round they range?Minnaloushe creeps through the grassAlone, important and wise,And lifts to the changing moonHis changing eyes.
We had an emaciated cat show up very late one night on the kitchen window sill about 40 years ago (give or take). I set out a bowl of milk for it; it was the only thing we had in the house. Took her about 10 minutes to overcome her caution and take the milk. We more or less adopted her into the house not long thereafter. But that was the last time I ever saw that cat drink milk.
Farside99 over 8 years ago
Or at least over the roof of the barn. That tickles!
whiteheron over 8 years ago
Now ain’t that a kick in the cat !.BTW: I laughed like crazy at this one.
MY DOG IS MY CO PILOT over 8 years ago
I wonder if this cartoon was inspired by Yeats’ famous poem?
THE CAT AND THE MOON
by: W. B. Yeats (1865-1939)
HE cat went here and thereAnd 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 skyTroubled his animal blood.Minnaloushe runs in the grassLifting 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 grassFrom moonlit place to place,The sacred moon overheadHas taken a new phase.Does Minnaloushe know that his pupilsWill pass from change to change,And that from round to crescent,From crescent to round they range?Minnaloushe creeps through the grassAlone, important and wise,And lifts to the changing moonHis changing eyes.
K M over 8 years ago
We had an emaciated cat show up very late one night on the kitchen window sill about 40 years ago (give or take). I set out a bowl of milk for it; it was the only thing we had in the house. Took her about 10 minutes to overcome her caution and take the milk. We more or less adopted her into the house not long thereafter. But that was the last time I ever saw that cat drink milk.
x_Tech over 8 years ago
Is the cat’s name “Alice”?
coffeemugman over 8 years ago
Wait till you hear Vogon poetry…You’ll run away screaming, if not strapped to a board.