A Month with Yeats: Day Eighteen

The quote for today is one of two I’ve chosen from Yeats’ apocalyptic poem, ‘The Valley of the Black Pig.’ My poem is a 17 minute one for those who are counting ๐Ÿ™‚ Still behind.

‘The dews drop slowly and dreams gather;’ โ€”W.B. Yeats

 

Dark dew drops

 

Is this the dark time of the year,

The time for hiding from the growing cold,

The stirring of the primal fear,

The sun is dead and we are growing old?

And is this silver mantle on the field,

The frosted cloud that clings to every blade,

The same dew summer mornings yield,

The same that moistens every quiet glade?

Why the sadness then, the huddling round the fireโ€™s blaze,

When heavenโ€™s splendour spreads before our trembling gaze?

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

58 thoughts on “A Month with Yeats: Day Eighteen”

  1. This one is so gentle Jane, it’s really beautiful, like opening the door to the still sleeping morning. We see so much in black and white- summer is warm and fun, winter is cold and hard. Beauty is everywhere! Bravo!

    1. Thank you ๐Ÿ™‚ We’re at the coldest point of a cold snap. From Monday we’re back to seasonal norms, but for the moment it’s misty frosty cold until the end of the morning. The sky is clear but the sun looks like the moon through the mist.

      1. We’re supposed to be going into warm and sunny for the next couple of weeks. Crossing fingers that by the time the next cold snap comes we’ll have more efficient heating!

  2. I’ve missed a couple of days, but I feel no guilt! Lovely prompt quote today.
    https://fmmewritespoems.wordpress.com/2017/11/18/november-yeats-18/
    Your poem fits my mood so well today. Yesterday was glorious – crisp white frost, clear blue sky, impossible to mourn the summer. I quite like the early darkness, and the chance to see the stars – until we get to Christmas, and then I feel winter should be over…you capture the “primal fear” so well – it’s no coincidence we celebrate Halloween as the nights are starting to stretch. And of course, it’s easy to enjoy it all when you can retreat to the house and the fire, and a glass of something red.

  3. Yes, ‘why the sadness then’ when there’s so much beauty in the world?, the question I’m continually asking myself.
    BTW, you bet I’m counting. Dear Jane, you never cease to surprise/amaze me. I love how your brain works.

    1. Then you must be a fan of mystical, lyrical poetry. I’m taking my cue from the great man and letting as much of it rub off as possible ๐Ÿ™‚ I’m pleased you’re enjoying the results.

      1. Shakespeare’s sonnets, John Donne, Swift, Robert Herrick, Blake, W.Whitman, Byron, Poe, E. Dickinson, E. E. Cummings, Adrian Mitchell……………………… and much much more.
        Though I’m a real fan of drama (drama in writing, drama in movies, drama in life? Hm, I can sometimes be a drama queen.)

        P.S. Glad I found you.

      2. I love drama too. One of the things I find lacking in a lot of contemporary fictionโ€”nothing much happens. Probing to the depths of the ordinary might be very laudable and intellectual, but it can be intensely boring! I’m glad you found your way here ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. An almost mini sonnet and beautiful. I will have to try tonight. Thursday is Thanksgiving and I leave for a month long vacation in ten days. This is the last full weekend I have to get ready.

      1. I wish. Whole afternoon yesterday was spent shopping for gifts and result was barely a few items and a upset dog at home because we forgot to have any lights on and the house was pitch dark on our return.

      2. Did you send the quote for Day 19? I see Sharma for Day 19 in my inbox but no Yeats Day 19. I have cleared cookies, restarted my mobile but no change. This is frustrating.

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