William Butler Yeats ~ An Irish Poet

In Dublin, I happened upon one of the many public institutions, free of charge to enter.  In this case, the National Library of Ireland.  What a treasure!  It was serious inside.  Quiet, like a library, ought to be.  I didn't go far, when I noticed a special exhibition for the poetry of William Butler Yeats. [...]

And The Day Light Goes to Bed

The gray, white, fluffy clouds hang low in the baby blue sky. The constant moon glows, and shines, high overhead. The trees bursting with buds incline this way and that, like a pregnant woman ready to give birth. The bunny rabbit scurries under the dark olive bush wagging its white cotton tail. The street light [...]