Purrsday Poetry: Cats by Eleanor Farjeon

Hi everyone,

Today’s Purrsday Poetry post comes from Eleanor Farjeon.


Cats sleep, anywhere,
Any table, any chair
Top of piano, window-ledge,
In the middle, on the edge,
Open drawer, empty shoe,
Anybody’s lap will do,
Fitted in a cardboard box,
In the cupboard, with your frocks-
Anywhere! They don’t care!
Cats sleep anywhere.

~ Eleanor Farjeon


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30 thoughts on “Purrsday Poetry: Cats by Eleanor Farjeon

    1. Love the poem and the photo is gorgeous, but the author of the poem does not have a blog … Eleanor Farjeon died in 1965. This poem was also published in a book with the wonderful cat paintings of Anne Mortimer!

  1. Love it, it’s so true. MM never slept in her cat bed, we’d bought her. Preferring, initially, behind the microwave, then small cardboard box (with paper towel mattress, most important), then following her ‘surgery’ an armchair, finally she laid claim to spare bed (and bedroom). If it was chilly she like on top of the tropical aquarium (heated), colder then it would be the floor of the airing cupboard (which meant we could never fully shut the door, in case she was hidden away in there), or over the hot water pipes that ran under the landing floor! Really cold and she’d snuggle up against you, in such a way you couldn’t easily move.

  2. Great to see Eleanor Farjeon featured here as both cat lover and gifted writer. She also wrote “Morning Has Broken” which was a hit for Cat Stevens (the first name is coincidental) in the 1970s. She was a close friend of the poet Edward Thomas who was killed in 1917 – one of the many poets lost in WW1.

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