One of my most recent and loved finds, is an old collection of poetry entitled “Chief Poets of England and America.” My dear friend Cassie and I took a lovely trip two weeks ago to Red Wing, MN to explore antique shops and thrift stores. (:
After a Lit class two years ago I am just now recovering from the weekly overdose of Milton, Dostoyevsky and Hemingway. Finally classic literature is becoming a part of my life again, this time as a source of pleasure! Poetry has been my favorite this month, especially the work of Yeats. Here is my favorite so far:
Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
William Butler Yeats (1899)
Doesn’t this make you want to lay in the sunshine and read pretty things? Sadly, my text books are feeling neglected and finals are approaching. The decreasing distance between summer and school has only served to make me less invested in my class work. Imagine that! But really, who can study with the spring smell’s of sun and soil wafting in through open windows?
Seemingly always, balance is key.
“The best and safest thing is to keep a balance in your life, acknowledge the great powers around us. If you can do that, and live that way, you are really a wise man.”