To walk as you walk, green eye, smiler, not <br />Even ostentatiously alone but simply <br />Alone ... arching the back in courteous discourtesy, <br />Gathering the body as a dancer before an unworthy <br />Audience, treading earth scantly - a task to be done <br />And done with, girt (curt introvert) for private <br />Precise avoidance of the undesired, <br />Pride-attired, generalissimo <br />Knife-eyed, bisector of moonshine with indigo <br />Shadow, scorner of earth-floor, flaunter of <br />Steel-hard sickle curve against the sky ... ! <br /> <br /> <br />Submitted by Stephen Fryer<br /><br />Arthur Seymour John Tessimond<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cats-1/
