Friday, February 02, 2007

all hail st. brigid

in honor of second annual brigid in cyberspace (silent) poetry reading, i give you this:

When You Are Old

by WB Yeats

WHEN you are old and gray and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face among a crowd of stars.

1 comment:

deborah oak said...

fabulous!!! If you haven't done so, link your blog to the growing list of those who participated in the Brigid poetry reading...