Harold Monro

(14 March 1879 - 16 March 1932 / Brussels)

Harold Monro Poems

1. London Interior 4/23/2012
2. Goldfish 4/21/2010
3. Suburb 4/23/2012
4. Midnight Lamentation 4/23/2012
5. The Silent Pool 4/23/2012
6. Living 4/23/2012
7. Unknown Country 4/21/2010
8. Week-End 4/21/2010
9. Gravikty 4/21/2010
10. Man Carrying Bale 4/21/2010
11. Lake Leman 1/1/2004
12. The Nightingale Near The House 4/21/2010
13. Every Thing 4/21/2010
14. Children Of Love 4/21/2010
15. Two Poems: (Numbers I And X In 'strange Meetings.') 4/21/2010
16. Great City 4/21/2010
17. Youth In Arms 4/21/2010
18. Real Property 4/21/2010
19. The Rebellious Vine 4/21/2010
20. The Bird At Dawn 4/21/2010
21. Thistledown 4/21/2010
22. Dog 4/21/2010
23. Solitude 4/21/2010
24. Child Of Dawn 1/1/2004
25. Overheard On A Salmarsh 4/21/2010
26. Milk For The Cat 4/21/2010
Best Poem of Harold Monro

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 ...

Read the full of Milk For The Cat

Every Thing

Since man has been articulate,
Mechanical, improvidently wise,
(Servant of Fate),
He has not understood the little cries
And foreign conversations of the small
Delightful creatures that have followed him
Not far behind;
Has failed to hear the sympathetic call
Of Crockery and Cutlery, those kind

[Hata Bildir]