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(photographs: Tom Davis)

Thursday, January 4, 2018


cat 3







those who love greatly and those who think deeply
both, in life's autumn, love; and love
cats, for their sweetness, their power, who are
the house's honour, and who, like them,
appreciate warmth, and sit calmly, for hours.

Tom Davis, after Baudelaire, Les Chats






Wednesday, January 3, 2018


cat 2





sleep, sleep


sleep, sleep, o cat of the night
elegant as a bishop
carved in perfect stone

look after our dreams
take care of the sleeping
energies of us

with your great heart
with the beautiful plume of your tail


From Neruda, Cat's dream, transl. Tom Davis






Tuesday, January 2, 2018








You look at him, and he absorbs that look
And takes it with him, into his dreams
as he curls neatly into sleep.

but waking he can turn his face to you
and you are shocked to see yourself
tiny, suspended, like a fly
inside the golden amber of his eyes

from Rilke, Black cat, loosely translated by Tom Davis







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