From ‘He Mourns for the Change That Has Come Upon Him and Longs for the End of the World’ ‘Do you not hear me calling, white deer with no horns?’—W.B. Yeats white-tail doe her bent neck over crabgrass at sunset Where have all your fawns gone? Why […]
By John M, CC BY-SA 2.0, Link You, too, have come where the dim tides are hurled Upon the wharves of sorrow, and heard ring The bell that calls us on; the sweet far thing.’ —W.B. Yeats A Blood Rose Victory The stars fall as the last light […]
Jane’s prompt for a Month with Yeats: Day 14: Today’s quote if from ‘To Ireland in the Coming Times’. I think the following lines have inspired a sonnet. I find this a hard form to write, but this one came without trying. That you, in the dim coming […]
Aasgaardreien peter nicolai arbo mindre Wiki media commons For Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day 13: Today’s quote is from ‘The Hosting of the Sidhe’ by W.B. Yeats. ‘Away, come away: Empty your heart of its mortal dream.’ nighttime thunder I answer the Wild Hunt’s call and […]
Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day 12– Today’s quote from the poetry of W.B. Yeats is taken from ‘The Rose of the World’. ‘He made the world to be a grassy road Before her wandering feet.’ meadow path a panicked flight of birds from the […]