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(19 July 1902 - 13 May 1962 / Birkenhead, England)

Cats 1

Poem By Arthur Seymour John Tessimond

To walk as you walk, green eye, smiler, not
Even ostentatiously alone but simply
Alone ... arching the back in courteous discourtesy,
Gathering the body as a dancer before an unworthy
Audience, treading earth scantly - a task to be done
And done with, girt (curt introvert) for private
Precise avoidance of the undesired,
Pride-attired, generalissimo
Knife-eyed, bisector of moonshine with indigo
Shadow, scorner of earth-floor, flaunter of
Steel-hard sickle curve against the sky ... !


Submitted by Stephen Fryer

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A perfect understanding of cats; elegant, eclectic, entertaining, explicit, extravagant and erudite, Tessimond is a great yet unsung poet. I wish I knew more about him than the weak limited biography published and repeated on the web.


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