It is a matter of a black cat
On a bare cliff top in March
Whose eyes anticipate
The gorse petals;

The formal equation of
A domestic purr
With the cold interiors
Of the sea's mirror.

(C) Ronald Stuart Thomas
03/25/2017


Best Poems of Ronald Stuart Thomas

• The Ancients Of The World
• On The Farm
• Night And Morning
• Evans
• An Old Man
• A Marriage
• Welsh History
• The Village
• The Woman
• A Welsh Testament
• A Welshman To Any Tourist
• A Peasant
• Album
• Ruins
• The Dance
• Here
• The Way Of It
• The Old Language
• Welsh Landscape
• A Blackbird Singing
• Death Of A Poet