A wily cat, a strange romance, detestable daughters: the great American poet Marianne Moore retells three stories originally written by Charles Perrault to amuse the niece of Louis XIV. Modern readers may be surprised to find that the prince does not wake Sleeping Beauty with a kiss—the more he cares, the less willing he is to intrude—and that his mother is descended from ogres. Characterised by vivid imagery, uncluttered prose, inventive alliteration and a sly sceptic's wit, Moore's versions do more than tell a tale: 'Having seen a problem solved,' she writes, each one leaves 'a pattern of order in the mind.'