THE WHITE BIRDS by W.B. Yeats
I would that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea!
We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee;
And the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky,
Has awakened in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die.
A weariness comes from those dreamers, dew-dabbled, the lily and rose;
Ah, dream not of them, my beloved, the flame of the meteor that goes,
Or the flame of the blue star that lingers hung low in the fall of the dew:
For I would we were changed to white birds on the wandering foam: I and you!
I am haunted by numberless islands, and many a Danaan shore,
Where Time would surely forget us, and Sorrow come near us no more;
Soon far from the rose and the lily, and fret of the flames would we be,
Were we only white birds, my beloved, buoyed out on the foam of the sea!
Image from this blog: http://storydoors.com/2013/02/25/464/
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I ❤ Yeats. Such a romantic soul. Thank you Monika.
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May true Romanticism never die. ; )
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❤
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Beautiful imagery! Yeats was a master.
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I absolutely agree. Thanks.
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You know I love Yeats 🙂
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That makes two of us, Jeff. Breathtaking poetry.
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Yes, so lovely and the picture as well!
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I actually love that blog for its imagery.
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W B Yeats one of my favourite poets. A magnificent poem. Thanks Monica.
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Thank you, Don. It came up in a google search and I was immediately mesmerized.
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A lovely choice !
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Thank you. 😊
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I had not known that poem before, and that you attached my painting to such a beautiful poem is a very kind and generous act. I too have so enjoyed the images you post on your site and have spent time researching many of the symbols you have selected.
Thank you for the compliment.
John
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Dear John, thank you for your warmth and kindness. I am grateful you are ok with me using your work like this.
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Breathtaking!! Both in words and imagery….I have a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye….Thank you!
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Thank you, Donna, for your sensitivity.
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