It’s peeing down outside, blowing a hooley, and I’m daydreaming of hot, fragrant summer days.
This poem by W. B Yeats makes the hair on my arms stand up with pleasure. I love its simplicity, eloquence and wistful, heartfelt yearning, all of which help it banish the winter blues.
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.
I can almost feel the sun on my head. Oh, lovely.
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