A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty-four

Today’s quote is from ‘Easter, 1916’.

‘We know their dream; enough

To know they dreamed and are dead; ‘ —W.B. Yeats ‘


For the unsung heroes


This facility we have, to look away,

To blame the parents and their lack of care,

To call it shiftless what is deep despair,

To keep it all, for we have none to spare,

Lets us pluck the best fruits from the tree,

Complacently, and fill the basket to the brim.

Yet all this opulence was dearly bought

By those who gave their lives, not on a whim,

Left in a puddle on some lonely road,

Or in the squalor of a prison yard,

For a cause that they could not ignore.

Nor turn away because it was too hard.

Do they see our fattened comfort where they bide,

And weep when misery is brushed aside?


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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.

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