Harold Monro Poems
- Milk For The Cat When the tea is brought at five ...
- Overheard On A Salmarsh Nymph, nymph, what are your beads? ...
- Child Of Dawn O gentle vision in the dawn: My spirit over ...
- Solitude WHEN you have tidied all things for the night, And ...
- Dog You little friend, your nose is ready; you sniff, Asking...
- The Bird At Dawn What I saw was just one eye In the dawn as...
- The Rebellious Vine One day, the vine That clomb on god’s ...
Harold Edward Monro was a British poet, the proprietor of the Poetry Bookshop in London which helped many famous poets bring their work before the public. Monro was born in Brussels, but his parents were Scottish. He was educated at Radley and at Caius College, Cambridge. His first collection of poetry was published in 1906. He founded a poetry magazine, The Poetry Review, which was to be very influential. In 1912, he founded the Poetry Bookshop in Bloomsbury, London, publishing new collections at his own expense and rarely making a profit, as well as providing a welcoming environment for readers and poets alike. Several poets, including Wilfred Owen, actually lodged in the rooms above the ... more »
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Milk For The Cat
When the tea is brought at five o'clock,
And all the neat curtains are drawn with care,
The little black cat with bright green eyes
Is suddenly purring there.
At first she pretends, having nothing to do,
She has come in merely to blink by the grate,
But, though tea may be late or the milk may be
She is never late.
And presently her agate eyes
Take a soft large milky haze,
And her independent casual glance
Becomes a stiff, hard gaze.
Then she stamps her claws or lifts her ears,
Or twists her tail and begins to stir,
Till suddenly ...