Southampton is a ferrel cat
stretched out on a grand, green lawn
of broad summer sunshine
Fatted on battered haddock
grappled for against gulls
conquests behind nightclubs
kicked-over street bins
reeking of curry and booze
She cleans her face but not Her fur
Who does She need to impress?
Southampton is a cool cat
catch the rat between two rivers
acrobatics at gas works
parkour-flipping around the old town walls
From hooks of port cranes
She sees it all.
Southampton is a wise old cat
hoisted up quick and sailed close-to-wind
Her kittens roam world-wide
thirst knowledge – take notes
stalk students on side-streets
hide beneath Ford Transits
Southampton is flattered
by the kindness of strangers
You’re fun – She likes to play
Curl up with Her by the coal fire
Stroke, purr, snooze,
Come dawn She’ll yowl you out of bed
Howl and holler ‘til She’s fed
Southampton is the eternal cat
you will never own
She’ll still be here
when you’ve sneaked out
by the back stairs
never to be forgotten
so longed for on your return
You will find Her asleep on tombs of sea captains
who dutifully sank with their vessels
You will find Her at the dock-gates
preening Her paws for sailors
from mighty merchant boats
who came bearing gifts
in big metal containers
For this ship’s cat
that can stare at Queens
Call Her names across the pitch… Scummer!
But don’t come looking for a fight – Mush!
Or She’ll give you War
Southampton. The great Defender
She sees you in the dark
She will hook out your eyes
with Her steel claws
One Spitfire pounce can kill
Wounds licked – She’ll be on her feet again
This Cat has nine lives
Poem and Photos © Southampton Old Lady
A brilliant concept, beautifully written and illustrated
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Thank you Derrick
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I love this poem! Did you write it? The first photo stands out for me and the way the coloured containers echo the blocks of flats.
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Yes. Thanks Erica. I started it a year ago after being asked what animal Southampton would be – I thought a scruffy, white cat like one I know. The photo was taken from ship – local people never get this view point very often.
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Excellent! Where did you take the first photo from? The one with the containers and clock tower?
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From a ship (Oriana). One normally reserved for passengers and crew
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Wow! Lucky !
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Just wonderful! It’s a creative metaphor, and you expanded it so well. I thought of T.S. Eliot, and his naming of cats. Yup — you and ol’ T.S., writing cat poetry for the ages. The photos are great, too. I like the ones of the docks and such, but that portrait of the cat, with her tail crooked just so? Perfect.
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Thanks Shoreacres – I try to avoid cats in writing – but I was once asked what animal would my City be – took a while but I can’t imagine it being any other animal.
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Lovely poem and photos. You must have been on a ship when you took the first one.
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Thanks April. It was the Oriana before she went on her way for her big refit. A ‘medium’ ship – very old but hasn’t lost her grandeur.
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I have to confess that I’m not fond of the modern ships. They have no elegance, although I remember being terribly impressed when the new Queen Mary eased herself sideways into her berth when she first appeared in Southampton. I just looked it up and it was almost 14 years ago. I’m just old enough to remember how sad it was when the original Queen Mary left Southampton for the final time.
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I waved to the original Queen Mary from Southampton Docks on her final departure – My Uncle took me – he had been a chef onboard. It was the first time I had ever seen grown men cry.
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A very satisfying post to read. I hope you had the same feeling of satisfaction when you wrote it. Loved all the photos but the blue eyes of the white cat captured my heart.
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Thanks. It took ages to write – I started it a year ago. The cat has one green and one blue eye.
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Wonderful poem and beautiful pictures!
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Thanks RG. I started this poem a year ago after Angela Chicken asked me “If Southampton was an animal – what would it be?” I thought I’d finish it when she sent me an email today.
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Great thoughts and ideas, Sol. The pictures are wonderful. Makes me feel home sick!!!!!
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Saudade General G Saudade
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Wow you are quite a poet, Sol. Well done. I think I should have said ‘poetess’ How are you, Sol ?
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Absolutely wonderful. The poem may have been long in the coming, but has pleased and will please many. Thank you for posting. A fine tribute to Southampton.
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Thanks I don’t do many
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Fabulous. I love it! Sums up the city beautifully.
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Thanks, that is complement coming from a ‘Southampton expert’.
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Love this, both the poem and the photos!
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Thank you Susan
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Multi talented! Love this post
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Ooh! Thanks
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