Bast

Ah, Bast!
Say how at last
Shall we, thy cats
Meet on your lyric mats
Made in the sun,
The Cat, the Holy One
Where we such felines had
As made us nobly wild, not mad
And yet each verse of ilk
Outdid the fish, outdid the frolic milk

Translator's Note: Dima was inspired three ways to compose this poem. The first inspiration was the title of his previous poem, "Bask." It reminded him of the cat goddess of the ancient Egyptians, Bast, his second inspiration. His third and final inspiration was Robert Herrick, a 17th Century English poet. He's the one who wrote "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may..." For some reason, Dima has been reading his poetry this past month. I cannot explain why.