The cat went here and there And
the moon spun round like a top, And
the nearest kin of the moon The
creeping cat looked up. Black
Minnaloushe stared at the moon, For
wander and wail as he would The
pure cold light in the sky Troubled
his animal blood. Minnaloushe
runs in the grass, Lifting
his delicate feet. Do
you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance? When
two close kindred meet What
better than call a dance? Maybe
the moon may learn, Tired
of that courtly fashion, A
new dance turn. Minnaloushe
creeps through the grass From
moonlit place to place, The
sacred moon overhead Has
taken a new phase. Does
Minnaloushe know that his pupils Will
pass from change to change, And
that from round to crescent, From
crescent to round they range? Minnaloushe
creeps through the grass Alone,
important and wise, And
lifts to the changing moon His changing eyes. |
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