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
8 comments:
thanks - i'm so partial to space images i use them everywhere for everything - hope it isn't tiresome!!!
I love everything dreams and dreaming. And who in the world doesn't worship at the feet of Yeats? Thanks for sharing these lovely words, and this great image of life in our ever-fascinating universe!
you're so right about yeats, nevine - and thank you so much for dropping by and leaving such a nice note - have a wonderful remainder of the evening!
NOTHING about your blog is ever nor could ever be "tiresome", my precious friend. There are two blogs on here where I go to really "feel" and to reclaim serenity--yours and Nevine's...I adore you and I LOVE YOUR BLOG!!!!!!
Much, Much Love,
Deborah
Did you know that ol' W.B. was an Irish senator and founded the Abbey Theatre? What a soul, that one! To find not one, but TWO Yeats lovers in one day is almost more than I can bear...Oh, the unbearable lightness of being!
Much Love,
Deborah
He had a long romance with the Golden Dawn if I remember rightly.
I wonder what he made of A.Crowley.
oh, deborah, aren't you the dearest! so sorry not to have seen your comments before today - sometimes i forget to go back to older posts! :)
but thank you so much for leaving such sweet notes - i am so happy that my little corner of the world offers serenity or whatever you seek - it gives me comfort to put together the posts that i do - and NO, i didn't know that about WB! something new to learn every moment - thanks for mentioning - yes, the wonder of the unbearable lightness of being!!!! divine!
peace - j
good grief, trevor! so much more of the boy! now i'm off to googling him!! thanks for the interesting info!
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