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Thursday, June 25, 2015

A Few Questions for William Butler Yeats

Who will arise and go there
Who will go to Innisfree
Not by poetic incantation
But in harsh reality?

Who will plant bean rows
In self-sufficient quantity
Who will hoe all day with hunched back
And pull weeds on bent knee?

Innisfree as fantasy
Is easy to possess
It’s much harder to go there
And in the heart’s deep core
To know of the soil’s duress

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