A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty-Seven

Today’s quote, chosen to coincide with birthdays and celebrations, is the opening to Yeats’ lovely poem, “A Prayer for my Daughter’.

 

‘Once more the storm is howling, and half hid

Under this cradle-hood and coverlid

My child sleeps on.’ โ€”W.B. Yeats

 

Hopes for a child

 

There is a path for you, oh child of mine,

That only you will ever find,

Though we have held your hand on your first steps.

And shown you bearings, strong, compassionate and kind.

There may be stars and moons along the way,

There will certainly be sorrows, broken dreams,

And heartaches with no cure but fading layers of time.

I have no cloak that shields, with brave advice hidden in the seams,

Being of the kind who wandered here and there,

And never found the door, was never bold

Enough to force it open, or the secret of success.

But my hand you will always have, to comfort and to hold,

For though you find your wings, you will never be too old.

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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.

45 thoughts on “A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty-Seven”

      1. I’ve just read the post. She doesn’t say why expressionism in particular. I mean, they banned Mendelssohn and every other composer who might have been Jewish, no matter how classical they were. The Germans have a long history of antisemitism, far older than nazism.

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