Friday, 27 November 2009

Cat On The Roof

Last night, a friend and I went to see an excellent performance and brilliant interpretation of Cat On A Hot Tin Roof by Tennessee Williams at London’s Novello theatre. This is my cue to repeat a poem (by request) that first appeared on this blog in August 2007. I dedicate it to cat lovers everywhere. [Note: The poem also appeared on a 2007 calendar in the United States produced in association with Scars Publications.]

The poem is a villanelle.


Cloud cover
come dawn,
like cat fur

Sleek, shimmer
in a watery sun;
cloud cover

like cat fur

Grace and care
moving on;
cloud cover

Here and there…
letting in the sun
like cat fur

A stray, grey hair
on the run;
cloud cover,
like cat fur

[From: The Third Eye by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2004]

Tuesday, 24 November 2009


This poem was written in 1976. More than 30 years on, it doesn’t strike me that much has changed by way of what the politicians and Big Business like to call “progress.”


Gone, the meadow
once we met and trod
daisies underfoot;
Shades of grey
looking up, no sign
of redbreast;
A blur, the M-way's
progress (short cut, to
Grim, the daily
funeral procession
for cock robin

[From: Love And Human Remains by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2001]