Summary of the poem milk for the cat .
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Milk for the Cat is a children's poem by Harold Munro. The poet describes how punctual and particular the cat is in getting her share of evening milk. Every evening tea is served at five. All the curtains are carefully drawn and punctually the cat reveals her presence.
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Milk for the Cat Summary
Milk for the Cat is a children’s poem about a cat and how she gets her daily dose of milk. The cat goes to the poet’s house at five in the evening every day. Knowing that it is tea time at the poet’s house, she appears without fail and at the right time. The curtains are still drawn at the poet’s house when the cat appears by the windows – its green eyes glowing. Every day at five, the cat waits by the poet’s window, purring and waiting patiently to be given its tea.
Initially when the cat comes, she pretends that she is just paying a casual visit that has nothing to do with the milk she is given every day. However, the poet knows that the real reason behind the cat’s visit is the milk, for she appears only at tea time, and continues to do so even after evenings when the milk served to her is sour. As the cat waits for the milk, her eyes that look like two stones of agate, become dreamy and soft, perhaps fantasizing about the milk that’s about to come. And as the evening progresses, the dreamy look in the cat’s eyes becomes more assertive. What was just a casual aloof glance becomes a hard stare in wait of the milk. As the cat’s wait progresses, she begins to attract attention by stamping her claws and lifting her ears. And even then when the cat fails to attract attention and milk, she begins to purr loudly.
The people at the poet’s house carry on with their evening tea, without paying much attention to the cat. The children eat, laugh, and play amongst themselves, whereas the two ladies adjust their silk robes. This neglect from the house inmates makes the cat’s desire for its milk become stronger and stronger, so much so that her body is reduced to a small and thin mass, burning in lust for her food.
And then comes the thing that she is waiting for: like a full moon, the saucer of milk descends from the clouds that is the table. The sight of her milk fills the cat with love. Happy at last, the cat sighs and glows out of sheer thrill. She adjusts her face above the shining rim of the saucer and gets comfortable. And then she buries her chin into the milk that looks like a creamy sea. With her paws nestled under her knees, the cat enjoys the milk while her tail hangs loose.
So consumed becomes the cat in drinking her much-awaited milk that it seems that her life is filled with long-drawn waves of slow ecstasy. She is so focused on drinking her milk that it seems as if her whole world is the never-ending pool of white milk in front of her. This trance-like state the cat puts herself into lasts till she has polished off the last drop of milk – consumed with so much care as if it is the holy water. Once she is well fed, the cat retreats back into the night.
Satisfied with her hearty meal, the cat then sinks her sleepy body into the armchair. And there on the armchair, the cat falls into a heavy slumber, lying defeated by sleep, unconscious for a good two three hours.
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