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Tulips, Grapes and W B Yeats

27 Sep

We have been given some beautiful thank you presents today – some Blue Tulip bulbs from Amsterdam for feeding the cats next door (always a pleasure) and I shall plant them tomorrow.img_0155

The other lovely present was a big bunch of home-grown grapes for lending our travel cot to another friend and neighbour for a big family gathering.

dscn7011I heard the last two lovely lines of this poem by W B Yeats on the radio today in a tribute to Terry Wogan, from a poem I didn’t know and had to look up. Here it is, hope you like it as much as I do.

The Song of Wandering Aengus
I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
 

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6 responses to “Tulips, Grapes and W B Yeats

  1. calvin

    October 8, 2016 at 2:23 am

    I went out to the hazel wood,
    Because a fire was in my head…..that’s Rite

    Grapes. Delicious.

    I have been eating them off the vine for the last couple weeks.

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    • mybeautfulthings

      October 8, 2016 at 7:00 am

      We have never tasted grapes so good! Nothing like the ones we buy, sweet and like a burst of Chardonnay over the tongue.🙂

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  2. Grannymar

    September 28, 2016 at 8:24 am

    Terry Wogan brought joy to our radio listening in Ireland, long before he crossed the channel to the BBC.

    I often heard of ‘Red roses for a blue lady’, but blue tulips are a new one on me. May the give years of pleasure.

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    • mybeautfulthings

      September 28, 2016 at 1:47 pm

      He brought much joy to many, many listeners – had such an easy style that made all listeners feel he was talking just to them alone. I’ll let you see the Blue tulips in the Spring! 🙂

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  3. Patti Van Tuyl

    September 28, 2016 at 3:12 am

    Lovely poem by Yeats. Thanks for sharing. With regard to the tulips, I didn’t know they could be blue. I’ve had a lifelong love of blue tulips, thinking they were unattainable.

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    • mybeautfulthings

      September 28, 2016 at 7:29 am

      We shall see how blue they are in six months or so! I didn’t know they could be blue either…… 🙂

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