I’ve got Irish on the brain so here’s my favorite poem by an Irishman:
Dear Heart
by James Joyce
Dear heart, why will you use me so?
Dear eyes that gently me upbraid,
Still are you beautiful — but O,
How is your beauty raimented!
Through the clear mirror of your eyes,
Through the soft cry of kiss to kiss,
Desolate winds assail with cries
The shadowy garden where love is.
And soon shall love dissolved be
When over us the wild winds blow–
But you, dear love, too dear to me,
Alas! why will you use me so?
gautami Said:
on October 1, 2007 at 1:18 am
Thanks for sharing this. A good read anytime!
rhian Said:
on October 1, 2007 at 1:23 am
sniffle. this is beautiful and way too sob worthy for this damn early in the morning.
Jill Said:
on October 1, 2007 at 4:16 am
Ok, I first ask myself why that picture was there, but it is fully appropriate!! Thank for sharing!!
paisley Said:
on October 1, 2007 at 4:21 am
And soon shall love dissolved be
When over us the wild winds blow–
and who hasn’t at some point looked into a lovers eyes ,, and known,, the wind had changed,, it would never be the same again….
this was awesome……
Susan Helene Gottfried Said:
on October 1, 2007 at 4:14 pm
Wow. Another master at work.
Makes me wonder why I keep trying, except that at least I’m having fun.
Paddy Said:
on October 2, 2007 at 12:34 pm
That’s truly beautiful Lila,
Now all you need is an Irishman with a cute accent to read it to you…
Susan M Said:
on October 3, 2007 at 6:45 am
yeah baby……:) Love the verbally gifted men in kilts.
Lila Said:
on October 3, 2007 at 11:18 am
I wonder where I could find a cute irishman…?
Hmm…
rhian Said:
on October 6, 2007 at 8:55 am
oh oh oh oh – i know! (raising my hand and waving it frantically) Does his name start with a P and end in a Y? I’m smart like that. For real.
Lila Said:
on October 9, 2007 at 7:07 am
*smacks hand over Rhi’s mouth*
Nothing to see here people. Move along, move along.