Ode to the Cat

One of my pet-sitting clients and her family lost their beloved cat last week. I sent them a message of sympathy along with the Rainbow Bridge story. She sent me back this (which her daughter in Morocco had posted on Facebook after their cat died), and I thought you all might like it too.


Ode To The Cat -- Pablo Neruda

There was something wrong
with the animals:
their tails were too long, and they had
unfortunate heads.
Then they started coming together,
little by little
fitting together to make a landscape,
developing birthmarks, grace, flight.
But the cat,
only the cat
turned out finished,
and proud:
Follow up:
born in a state of total completion,
it sticks to itself and knows exactly what it wants.
Men would like to be fish or fowl,
snakes would rather have wings,
and dogs are would-be lions.
Engineers want to be poets,
flies emulate swallows,
and poets try hard to act like flies.
But the cat
wants nothing more than to be a cat,
and every cat is pure cat
from its whiskers to its tail,
from sixth sense to squirming rat,
from nighttime to its golden eyes.
Nothing hangs together
quite like a cat:
neither flowers nor the moon
have
such consistency.
It's a thing by itself,
like the sun or a topaz,
and the elastic curve of its back,
which is both subtle and confident,
is like the curve of a sailing ship's prow.
The cat's yellow eyes
are the only
slot
for depositing the coins of night.
O little
emperor without a realm,
conqueror without a homeland,
diminutive parlor tiger, nuptial
sultan of heavens
roofed in erotic tiles:
when you pass
in rough weather
and poise
four nimble paws
on the ground,
sniffing,
suspicious
of all earthly things
(because everything
feels filthy
to the cat's immaculate paw),
you claim
the touch of love in the air.
O freelance household
beast, arrogant
vestige of night,
lazy, agile
and strange,
O fathomless cat,
secret police
of human chambers
and badge
of burnished velvet!
Surely there is nothing
enigmatic
in your manner,
maybe you aren't a mystery after all.
You're known to everyone, you belong
to the least mysterious tenant.
Everyone may believe it,
believe they're master,
owner, uncle
or companion
to a cat,
some cat's colleague,
disciple or friend.
But not me.
I'm not a believer.
I don't know a thing about cats.
I know everything else, including life and its archipelago,
seas and unpredictable cities,
plant life,
the pistil and its scandals,
the pluses and minuses of math.
I know the earth's volcanic protrusions
and the crocodile's unreal hide,
the fireman's unseen kindness
and the priest's blue atavism.
But cats I can't figure out.
My mind slides on their indifference.
Their eyes hold ciphers of gold.

Wow! Pat, that is fantastic. As well as I know my sweet Groucho (or think I do) in many ways he's a mystery. Maybe that's why I love him so much :love:

Isn't that great? I love it. I'd never seen it before.

Their cat Bobby (no relation to my Bobby :cool:) was getting on in years and had been going downhill recently. He passed away peacefully at home last week, with his Meowmie and Pawpie sitting with him petting him and talking to him, and his two big sisters with him online via Skype, one from Morocco and the other from Brunswick, Maine. Claudia (his Meowmie) said he was watching the Skype transmissions and knew his big sisters were there with him too.

His kitty brother Toddy passed away from diabetes a couple of years ago. I told Claudia, "What a fine passing Bobby had.. at home surrounded by those he loves most, after a wonderful long life full of love and warmth and good food.. We should all be so blessed! Now he and Toddy are back together waiting at the Bridge for the grand reunion.. One Fine Day.."

(And thank you, Gary, for planting that wonderful phrase in my mind regarding such circumstances! :love::love::love:)

Pablo is my most favorite poet. Thank you for reminding me of that. It was the first spanish book I read. Beautiful. Expresses exactly the nature of a cat. xxxooo
Claudia

What a wonderful poem- I am sure Orion agrees with every letter in it.
Thanks for sharing!

Very nice and very true!:love:

:love::love:
That is a Great Ode, Aunt Pat, and all We Found Hotel Cats and Awesome Angels just love it!!!!:love::love::love:

I like this poem very much. It really captures the nature of the mysterious cat.:)

Thank you all, I'm so glad you enjoy it as much as I do!

:love::love::love::love::love::love::love::love: