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A #Tanka for A Month with Yeats: Day 11…#poetry #haiku


Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day 11 offers the following:

Today’s quote is from ‘The Harp of Aengus’ by W.B. Yeats.

‘Where time is drowned in odour-laden winds

And Druid moons, and murmuring of boughs,’

 

She holds tight the thread of dreams

And so I respond:

burning leaves

firelight in the eyes

of a weird sister

her ethereal dream floats up 

on a fresh spire of sparks

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