Daily Photo: But, Soft! What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks?

black cat on windowsill
Giuseppe gazes toward the east.

It is the east, and Mademoiselle Daisy Emerald is the sun.*

. . . . . . .

So sorry, Mr. Shakespeare, to use lines from your play,
but my ebony love, with eyes of emerald and the name of a precious flower
leaves tomorrow for fair Verona
and I will not hear from her for seven whole, long, tortuous, endless days…

Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.*

I must amuse myself with my useless brothers, and spend time with my gentle Mama Mimi
to assuage my grief at not finding a magic message for so long.

See how she leans her face upon her [paw].
O that I were a glove upon that [paw]
That I might touch that cheek!*

And my heart would burst with holding all my love inside until she shall communicate once again.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.*

But she moves to a fairer place, a cottage by a lake, well fitting my enchanting feline maiden.
And I know that, will I sing through the big north window to the northeast
she will still hear me on the wind
and we will rest under the same sky.

A time for us, some day there’ll be…**

And I can dream that I am there by her side in that quiet place.

…peace and quiet and open air, wait for us, somewhere…***

Good night, my most precious and beautiful Mademoiselle,
You are the flower of my springtime, dearest Marguerite, and the gems of your eyes like the Emerald in your name.

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.*

I see you in the stars.

Nuzzles and Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs, my sweetest gem.

G.B.V.

. . . . . . .

Read about Mlle. Daisy Emerald and the long-distance affaire between the mature French-Canadian feline lady and the young American opera star.

. . . . . . .

*These lines are from Shakespeare’s play, Romeo and Juliet, including the title of this post.

**This line is from the American lyric added to Nino Rota’s 1968 movie score for Romeo and Juliet.

***This line is from the song “Somewhere” sung in Leonard Bernstein’s West Side Story, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim.

Take some time, indulge in all three, and, I might add, John Madden’s 1998 Shakespeare in Love.


Browse some rescued cats and kittens!

BaxterBailey-icon


All images used on this site are copyrighted to Bernadette E. Kazmarski unless otherwise noted and may not be used without my written permission. Please ask if you are interested in using one in a print or internet publication. If you are interested in purchasing a print of this image or a product including this image, check my Etsy shop or Fine Art America profile to see if I have it available already. If you don’t find it there, visit Ordering Custom Artwork for more information on a custom greeting card, print or other item.


Inspired by felines you know! Visit Portraits of Animals on Etsy.
Inspired by felines you know! Visit Portraits of Animals on Etsy!

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...

Bernadette

From health and welfare to rescue and adoption stories, advocacy and art, The Creative Cat offers both visual and verbal education and entertainment about cats for people who love cats. From catchy and creative headlines to factual articles and fictional stories, The Creative Cat provides constant entertainment and important information to people who love cats, pets and animals of all species.

9 thoughts on “Daily Photo: But, Soft! What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks?

    • May 31, 2013 at 12:29 am
      Permalink

      Thanks guys! Melodrama is Giuseppe’s thing, he’s an opera star. Secretly, I think he’s going to enjoy the anguish. It helps him with his art of opera singing.

      Reply
  • May 30, 2013 at 1:35 pm
    Permalink

    dood…yur picture iz awesum ….N feer knot, yur gal will bee bak bee fore ewe can sear 98,204 trout ona grill !!!

    Reply
    • May 30, 2013 at 3:20 pm
      Permalink

      Thanks, Tabbies–my precious flower will have so many adventures to tell, I’m sure…and my Mama Bernadette was glad to be able to show off her knowledge of that guy who shakes pears, whoever that is. Whatever, it worked for Mlle.!

      Reply
  • May 30, 2013 at 2:34 am
    Permalink

    Are your kitties Sharks or Jets?

    Reply
    • May 30, 2013 at 12:22 pm
      Permalink

      Meg, I would say for sure they were Jets, if we figure they were the Polish-American working class gang. I guess Mlle., being French-Canadian…well, her fur brother Theophile could be a Shark, but we certainly hope nothing happens to him!

      Reply
    • May 30, 2013 at 12:11 am
      Permalink

      Hello, Stephanie! Giuseppe is heartbroken at the moment, but he understands. We all say hello back!

      Reply

Leave a Reply

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox

Join other followers