here’s a confession:
i love reading poetry.
when i was younger i used to write poetry – nothing too fancy pansy but I had a volume of poetry – i even wrote my class winning choral speaking poem.
then one day i stopped writing. i just lost the ability to rhyme …but i haven’t lost my love for poetry.
i always feel poetry should be read out loudly – which unfortunately doesn’t go well with my friends..im known to recite loudly in a bookshop/ cafe neruda and keats..i can’t help it..haha
“Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven“ is by Yeats and its so pretty!
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.
