The Lake Isle of Innisfree I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
- William Butler Yeats
My favorite poem ever. I hear it in the deep heart's core.
What's your poem of solace, your favorite place poem? Share it with us by posting on your blog and linking here, or add your poem to the comments below.
May you find your home.
MFB,
L
7 comments:
Montefegatesi
Late September and still hot. The door's creak
echoes as we step into the cool of candle wax
and faded incense. Who built such tiny churches
high in cobbled villages, statues filling every corner?
Death has been up close all year. On the journey
a winding road dropped perilously to one side
and we held our breath, not so much praying
as remembering the beliefs of those we'd lost.
Now, as the sun shines through the colours
of Judgement Day above the marble altar,
Our Lady of Perpetual Succour holds out her arms.
We walk towards her, light candles for our dead
Mimi Khalvati
The poem you've posted is absolutely beautiful. I don't know if I have anything that compares. Thanks!
I'm going to have to think about that, I haven't delved to my poetic side in some time!
while I do though go see my latest blog post. :) I think, or at least I hope, you'll find it interesting.
L
PL - How does Khalvati manage to pack so much into this poem, taking us right there with her through her rhetorical stance, imagery, leaps of mind? I will return to this many times this weekend, as I am enjoying the emotions this poem evokes. As always, thank you.
TBS - You're welcome! And I hope you'll stop by again and join in any time you do find a poem you'd like to share.
Laura - Thanks so much for your kind words and the award. Right back atcha!
lovely poem! love it
Now I'm just visiting random posts that I overlooked before. This is a truly lovely poem that I encountered for the first time when reading one of LM Montgomery's books (can't recall if it was Anne or Emily), but I recently re-read it this summer when I read the newly published novel called The Bee-Loud Glade.
It was nice to renew my acquaintance with it again so soon via your blogpost.
William Butler Yeats was a great poet and I read some of his excellent poems in a course I was taking and this poem was one of the ones I liked the most!
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