Tuesday, October 18, 2011

O Do Not Love Too Long

O Do Not Love Too Long


Sweetheart, do not love too long,
I loved too long and long
And grew to be out of fashion
Like an old song.

All through the years of our youth
Neither could have known
Their own thought from the other's,
We were so much at one.

But O, in a minute she changed-
O do not love too long,
Or you will grow out of fashion
Like an old song.

W.B. Yeats




I visited Yeats' grave yesterday and today I found a closed door...
a single Magpie in the road,
deep within a Killarney abode
the language of birds says nevermore...