Today’s quote is from ‘He Wishes His Beloved Were Dead’.
‘…your hair was bound and wound
About the stars and moon and sun:’—W.B. Yeats
Growing Old
No matter how old we grow, how deep the furrows
Carved in the delicate lines of once-soft skin,
How thin the hair and threaded through with age,
Hoar-frosted strands and the dull ache of joints,
No matter how many miles between your fingers’ touch
And the whispered breath that lifts the hair above my ear,
You are here, bound to me with the strings of my heart,
With the gold and the bright, laughing green shoots of spring.
Jane Dougherty Writes 
Lovely, Jane.
beautiful poem, Jane 🙂
https://ladyleemanilablog.wordpress.com/2017/11/23/a-month-with-yeats-day-twenty-three/
Thank you 🙂
Beautiful Jane.
“How many miles between….. ” – wow.
Thank you 🙂
I tried my best to post from my cell phone but failed miserably and had to come back to my desk top. Mobile WordPress app is not at all user friendly, okay to read but not to write, link or publish.
I’ve never even attempted writing on a telephone! Glad you persevered anyway 🙂
Because I will have access only to my phone during my trip. Did not want to take my laptop but I may have to.
Or just have a complete rest from it. The world (and WP) will be here when you get back.
Are you sure the Trump and Kim won’t go at each other😀
Well, maybe only WP will be here when you get back 🙂
My flight is via Seoul. I am thinking if I return☹
I’ll have my friends put a good will spell on them. Might not last more than a month though…
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Indeed, Jane! A Beautiful write, and a wonderful tribute to someone special–who had better realize how fortunate he (or she ;)) is!
Here’s mine:
https://frankjtassone.wordpress.com/2017/11/23/a-tanka-for-a-month-with-yeats-day-twenty-three/
He should. I tell him often enough 🙂
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Hi Jane, here is the short link to my post today: https://wp.me/p73yZZ-3V6
near to heart
https://rivrvlogr.wordpress.com/2017/11/23/17318/
Oh my–beautiful, Jane! Sigh.
I love this quotation, but I will have to come back to it. It’s Thanksgiving, and I’m expecting fifteen here for dinner in a few hours.
I’m glad you like it 🙂 And I’m glad we don’t do Thanksgiving. I have the children coming over on Sunday. That will be quite enough festivity for me 🙂
I’m exhausted now, but it is fun to have everyone here.
I can imagine. Both 🙂
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Just what I needed to read, beautiful Jane, just beautiful
Thank you. It came out the way I wanted it 🙂
Wasn’t sure I’d write today but you do offer wonderful distractions
https://deuxiemepeau.blog/2017/11/23/9144/
Better than filling in constats for the police and the insurance.
I didn’t think I’d make it today – no excuses, just life.
https://fmmewritespoems.wordpress.com/2017/11/23/november-yeats-23/
but I did!
And I’m glad you did!
Till death do us part.
And then…
This is how a poet’s mind works. You’ve seen a twist already?
I remember the synopsis of a movie, which went sth like- A story of a man who meets the love of his life at his wedding.
That’s pretty good. The kind of pitch that would interest a literary agent. I wish I could write witty stuff like that.
You just got yourself an agent.
I wish.
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Oops! I forgot to tag you yesterday Jane.
https://janedougherty.wordpress.com/2017/11/23/a-month-with-yeats-day-twenty-three/
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