Innisfree. Off topic

11 years ago

last modified: 11 years ago

Well after a long, cool, slow spring, things are finally warming up. I have been working in the garden all day and it is a beautiful one. All my fruit trees are in full blossom. They are a good 3 weeks later than usual.

The amount of bees working them are amazing. The air is filled with the sound of the bees. The words of the poem The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W.B. Yeats, keep running through my head as I work.

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,

And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made,

Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,

And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,

Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings,

There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow.

And evening full of the linnet's wing.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day,

I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore,

While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,

I hear it in the deep heart's core.

My apricot blossom.

Daisy

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daisyincrete Z10? 905feet/275 metres
Original Author
11 years ago
This is very strange. When I submit the poem, Houzz takes away the separation between the three verses.

No matter how many times I edit, It will not allow me to separate the verses. This is really annoying.

Daisy
seil zone 6b MI
11 years ago
Houzz seems to play by its own rules!? In any case, the poem and the apricot are both lovely!
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ingrid_vc so. CA zone 9
11 years ago
It's a beautiful poem, and fills me with longing for a cooler climate, and for a kind of peace you cannot find when the sun is beating down on you and your garden in the spring I have not lived in England but think about beautiful Vancouver Island which was my home for a while, and where it was never too hot, and the ocean lapped against a beautiful rocky beach.
comtessedelacouche (10b S.Australia: hotdryMedclimate)
11 years ago
last modified: 11 years ago
...the bee-loud glade.... mmm.... lake water lapping.... the deep heart's core.

I love it when people post great poetry here. Thank you for sharing your bee-loud day in Crete, Daisy.... and, Ingrid, I feel the longing too.
nancylee2
11 years ago
Lovely. Thanks for sharing.
sidos_house
11 years ago
last modified: 11 years ago
I love that poem too, Daisy. I remember how delighted I was the first time I read it, thinking, "but I have an Innisfree too!" Bee-loud is one of the best descriptors ever used and there is something poignant about Keats having Nine bean plants at his Innisfree, not ten, not five.

My apricot is blooming too, a little late. I am hoping the hummingbirds will not be late though, they should arrive in my garden this weekend.
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11 years ago
"And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow..."

And what could be better than that? Thanks for sharing this, and your lovely apricot blooms. I'll bet they are bee-loud!

Virginia