Poem: ‘The King of Cats’
Paul Durcan, 24 April 1997
To Francis Stuart on his 95th Birthday
You – on a Friday evening in Dublin At the curtain of the 20th century – Dare me to be a child again: ‘Imagine being Dostoevsky ... ’ (Pause) ‘Or a gnat.’ Lucky me To be sitting in the company of a dead man.
How many years ago is it since you died? You have always been a cat but since your death A...