A new, human reading on YouTube, of two short Christmas poems by Lovecraft.
Christmas Greetings to Felis (Frank Belknap Long’s cat)
Little Tiger, burning bright
With a subtle Blakeish light,
Tell what visions have their home
In those eyes of flame and chrome!
Children vex thee — thoughtless, gay —
Holding when thou wouldst away:
What dark lore is that which thou,
Spitting, mixest with thy meow?
(“Blakeish” = William Blake, the ‘Tiger, Tiger’ poet).
Egyptian Christmas
Haughty Sphinx, whose amber eyes
Hold the secrets of the skies,
As thou ripplest in thy grace,
Round the chairs and chimney-place,
Scorn on thy patrician face:
Rise not harsh, nor use thy claws
On the hand that gives applause —
Good-will only doth abide
In these lines at Christmastide!
And here is the tiger-striped Felis, being held by Lovecraft…
