'Forms a furry sphere'
Purrless my cat can stroll away
Rejecting human cheer.
To the same corner wends its way
And forms a furry sphere.
How cordial is the mystery
Of feline solitude.
Until I beckon spaciously
And he returns for food.
— Felicia Nimue Ackerman.
This poem first appeared in the Emily Dickinson International Society Bulletin.