Today’s quote is from ‘The Hosting of the Sidhe’ by W.B. Yeats.
‘Away, come away:
Empty your heart of its mortal dream.’
The dream folk
The night is full of their voices,
For they love the dark time best,
And they twist the dusky half-light,
Into crowns for mortals’ hair.
Their realm’s in the wild winds, riding
The backs of foam-maned mares,
They walk with the night folk, silent
As the wolf lies in his lair,
And they laugh in the face of meekness,
For the mild have no place there.
Come away, they call through the willows,
Come away, to the cold-running streams,
And leave your dead, dark mutterings,
To the stick-dry fools without dreams.
I like those dream folk! (K)
Me too. They’re wild and dangerous 🙂
Yes.
farewell
https://rivrvlogr.wordpress.com/2017/11/13/farewell-2/
have a lovely week, Jane 🙂
https://ladyleemanilablog.wordpress.com/2017/11/13/a-month-with-yeats-day-thirteen/
Thanks! You too 🙂
I want to party on the backs of those foam maned mares! Bravo!
I love the horses of the Sidhe. It’s one of those things that makes me incandescent about the Irish, that they have a mythology and a culture based on the magic of animals like the horse and the hare, and they massacre them. Shame!
Reverence is now only to the revelry they can rise to!
I’m glad they think they can ditch all that makes them special and still have something to revel about.
I’m not sure there’s that much thinking involved m
🙂
Mine is less of a party but comes live from Charles de Gaulle airport- I’m off north, Sweden is calling and work is waiting! I’m not Santa though! In the meantime:
https://deuxiemepeau.blog/2017/11/13/fallen-from-fable-day-13-of-a-month-with-yeats/
Not the time I’d pick to go to Sweden, but I envy you all the same. Wrap up warm!
I’m lined in layers! Looking two sizes bigger- at least it will trap in all the sweat and keep my cozy! 😳😆
That’s why they invented the sauna, I suppose 🙂
Oh, I love your poem. It has a rushing wildness to it. I’ve been a little less enthusiastic about the Sidhe, and I’ve done it in a villanelle, because somehow this demanded formality.
https://fmmewritespoems.wordpress.com/2017/11/13/november-yeats-13/
Beautiful and Ethereal!
For my contribution, I “kicked it up a notch! 😆
https://frankjtassone.wordpress.com/2017/11/13/a-tanka-for-a-month-with-yeats-day-13/
You certainly did 🙂
😄
beautiful.
Thank you 🙂
Fabulous in the real sense of the word! 💜🌹
I like fabulous 🙂
So do I
Oh, I love this, Jane! The dream folk with their foam-maned mares. Wonderful!
This was the type of mood I had intended for my poem to have, but it decided not to. 🙂
https://merrildsmith.wordpress.com/2017/11/13/when-in-doubt-sing-or-shout-yeats-challenge-day-thirteen/
Sometimes a bit of fun is what’s needed. I’m glad you liked this one 🙂
I did.
I think my muse just wanted to play. She probably thought my musings were enough work for the day. 🙂
I don’t think I’ve seen those yet. Outlook relegates your posts to ‘other’. Completely arbitrary.
Oh, weird. Because I’m unique? 😉
You, Damien and Claudia have been relegated to the bordering on spam list. Everyone else gets into the ‘priority’ mail list.
Oh, we’re definitely the “A” team then. 🙂
At least you’re in good company. Outlook is a mess.
Jane, this is a beautiful composition. Haunting images go through my mind reading this.
That’s the Yeatsian mysticism 🙂
Here is the short link for my post today: https://wp.me/p73yZZ-3Ra
these will be trickling in for months…
https://methodtwomadness.wordpress.com/2017/11/21/steal-away/