Cat, What Is That?

It is the Fat,
round as a jar.
It is the Thin,
home from the war.

Its name is Scheme.
Its name is Sly.
Or Celery.
​Or Tom-One-Eye.

It is the Ghost
​haunting the dump.

It is the Hope.
It is the Eyes.
Lit with green fire,
after the prize.

It is the old
Weaver of string.
Beneath the stars
it is the Sing.

​ (from Cat, What is That? by Tony Johnston with paintings by Wendell Minor, a beloved bedtime story)