Thursday, June 23, 2011

in the deep heart's core

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.
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
William Butler Yeats


Moss said...

♥ Beautiful... This alone speaks volumes. Thank you.

Unknown said...

And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
just lovely....smiles.

Lisa said...

Mary so beautiful words and image.

GailO said...

What a beautiful photo to illustrate Yeats...gorgeous!

Marcie said...

Beautiful poem accompanying this soft and tender image.

Georgianna said...

Incredible, Mary. Thank you for sharing. xo – g

Country Girl said...

Oh, wow. Brilliant ~

ELK said...

so touching the light

{ T G L } said...

Really beautiful floral photography - I like how the flowers seem 'backlit' and I like the idea of combining photography with text (I try and do the same :)).

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Jane said...

I saw your piece in the latest edition of Artful Blogging. Your images are soft. Just lovely!

Mary said...

Thanks so much, everyone!