The Cat and 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.
Tag: moon cat minnaloushe
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The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to.
Carl SandburgTag: moon
For the Earth itself is a blossom, she says,
on the star tree,
pale with luminous
ocean leaves.
Tag: perspective moon apple galaxy
It is a beautiful and delightful sight to behold the body of the Moon.
Galileo GalileiTag: beauty moon sky night-sky
Thirty-five craters on the moon are named for Jesuit scientists and mathematicians.
Thomas E. Woods Jr.Tag: science moon catholicism craters jesuit
When hope is fleeting, stop for a moment and visualize, in a sky of silver, the crescent of a lavender moon. Imagine it -- delicate, slim, precise, like a paper-thin slice from a cabochon jewel.
It may not be very useful, but it is beautiful.
And sometimes it is enough.
Tag: beauty hope moon lavender crescent
We are going to the moon that is not very far. Man has so much farther to go within himself.
Anaïs NinThe magic of autumn has seized the countryside; now that the sun isn't ripening anything it shines for the sake of the golden age; for the sake of Eden; to please the moon for all I know.
Elizabeth CoatsworthTag: sun moon autumn golden-age
Monday is the day of silence, day of the whole white mung bean, which is sacred to the moon.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniAnd he beholds the moon; like a rounded fragment of ice filled with motionless light.
Gustave FlaubertTag: moon
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