Monday – Irish Poetry

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?

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10 thoughts on “Monday – Irish Poetry

  1. 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……

  2. 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.

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