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National Poetry Day

04.10.12

It wouldn’t be National Poetry Day if we didn’t share a poem with you, and seeing as I’m the one in charge of the blog – I guess it’s my favourite that makes the cut.

A wonderful English teacher by the name of Leona McCullough shared this with a class many moons ago now. Not only is it an amazeballs wee poem by fellow Irishman W.B. Yeats, it reminds me so much of the teenage girls we once were – namely our penchant for romantic and dreamy notions, captured in many letters, drafted to each other when we should have been learning about osmosis.

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 these 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.

We may have noticeably better highlights these days, drive our own cars and pay our own bills**, but deep down we’re still the same teenage girls, with romantic and dreamy notions aplenty.

**FYI may have stolen this phrase from Destiny’s Child, Independent Women

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