The cat man of Aleppo (2)

When they’re out of his fields, and the lone husky heart

of the cat-saint takes one in ,

look on a bit & wait. The two or three others, breathless

and tight-lipped (those cats of his!)

he can’t embrace because they are beyond Aleppo fields,

as much beyond as we are--

these, --I pray !--be always tomorrow's poor exigible ones

to twitch in one husky hand