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Thomas Hardy was a legend of words, but a legend of a different kind is in English history folklore and that is, the body of Thomas Hardy lays in Westminster Abbey with other famous poets and writers, but his heart, lays within the body of a cat, buried in his home in Dorchester town by a wife who wished her husbands heart to remain near to her. 

Hardy’s Cat
The night was cold, in Dorchester,
Fog threw his cloak around		
The old-town’s streets, stood, grave-still,
The living, made, no sound.	
As the church-clock struck its midnight hour
The towns folk, were all a-bed,
Counting the twelve strokes with a shiver,
T’was the time that raised, the dead.

The curse of Hardy’s cat was now awakened
That writhing, blackest thing
That ate the heart of a man whose pen
Could mark the very day of spring!
He whose words brought pain and promise
Whose poetry made the hare-bells sing.

You see, now He  in death,was laid out on a table,
Requested by his loving wife
To find the cause, of a death that came so quickly
So he was opened, by the surgeon’s knife.

But alas! The maid called out the doctor,
And for a moment, he left, the chest open wide,
And a large, black cat sitting, watching
Jumped  and stretched his paw inside.

The heart of Hardy was quickly eaten,
By a cat with now, bloody paws and head,
Who then suffered all the surgeons hatred
And was strangled, till he too, was dead!
 
Then, the cat was sent to Hardy’s widow,
With a note, to say where lay his heart,
And the thing was buried in the graveyard
Along with a human, body part!

And so, this night is cold in Dorchester
 Fog, lays its murderous mat,
 And the towns folk listen, to the screams and wailing,
Of a very, very, greedy cat!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 4/27/2021 12:19:00 PM
Well done, Janine. Poe would be proud. Not easy to pull off such a chilling poem like this. Best to you. ~Eric
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Janine Lever
Date: 4/28/2021 10:10:00 AM
yes Poe, fascinated by his life and his death when i first read about him years ago. But Hardys cat i read the legend on obscure site somewhere never can remember, so never get to find them again, This poem came rushing in, the scene of the surgeons table with it. Yes, you are at this point quite correct if you think i sound a bit weird, i would say oblique, but, I thank you sir, this is praise indeed from YOU, and i appreciate it very much. love and peace janine

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