Y is for Yeats

"There a no strangers here, only friends you haven't yet met"    

 - W.B. Yeats

*Irish Poet and playwright * Irish Senator * 

William Butler Yeats
1865-1939

* Nobel Prize Laureate *Hopeless Romantic *

Yeat's poetry has an ethereal quality about it, a sadness, a longing but you can always, always feel the depth of his love.  It's almost within reach.  One of my favourite of Yeat's Love Poems?  I am partial to 'He Wishes for the Cloth of Heavens', - the last line of this poem sends shivers down my spine, 'tis awe inspiring. If I could pen a single line as beautiful as that, I would be happy.

He Wishes for the Cloth of Heavens

Had I the heavens embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with golden and silver light,

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths

Of night and light and the half-light,

I would spread the cloths under your feet;

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;

I have spread my dreams under your feet;

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams

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Photocredit via poetryconnections
Poem via thepoemhunter


A/N: Hello dear friends, London, nay - the entire Nation has a holiday, well except for my dear shopping delivery man who tell's me 'it's a normal working day for me."  Technically, everyone, except Jolly Shopping Man, is celebrating the Prince Williams marriage to his dear lady, Kate.  Whatever the reason, there is a 'Street Party' in my hood, and yes, all the fence railings are covered in bunting.  I shall be preparing smoked salmon blinis and sipping champagne along with friends, just because... ahem, and can I just wish the Happy Bride and Groom a life filled with Yeats romantic prose? Yes, indeed.  Here's hoping.
Talei xox

PS:  I'm secretly hoping the Writhing Gown is indeed, Vintage Alexander McQueen...rumours are wild at this moment.  Can I admit to watching for the fashion?  I hear such and such is wearing....  *rubs hands excitedly*  Wot?!  I'm a lady who loves a good frock!  Happy Friday!