A rose, pink and white, blossoms in the garden. Spring is almost here! |
To a Child Dancing in the Wind
(By W.B. Yeats)
Dance there upon the shore;
What need have you to care
For wind or water's roar?
And tumble out your hair
That the salt drops have wet;
Being young you have not known
The fool's triumph, nor yet
Love lost as soon as won,
Nor the best labourer dead
And all the sheaves to bind.
What need have you to dread
The monstrous crying of wind?
It seemed only proper to spotlight an Irish poet tonight. ;-)
I'm not the biggest fan of Yeats, but his poems certainly have a compelling rhythm and evocative imagery. And, on the night before St. Patrick's Day, it feels just right.
A display of orchids |
I couldn't settle on what type of flowers to feature. I might get soft with the poetry, but you'll not be finding any shamrocks or clovers posing for my Friday Flowers. Therefore, it's a mix this evening, which is probably the best way to anticipate the upcoming glories of Spring.
So, let's enjoy our variety of lovelies. :-)
Azalea: Carnival Clown |
Here are a few vids:
"The Stolen Child"
"The Wild Swans of Coole"
"The Lake Isle of Innisfree"
Enjoy!!!
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