Today is Poem in Your Pocket Day! Hopefully you all picked out a poem and are carrying it around with you to share with people. I put mine on my phone, pretty clever huh! Anyway . . . here is my pocket poem. It's been one of my favorites for years and I hope you all enjoy it. If you have a poem to share I'd love to hear what it is!
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
William Butler Yeats
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
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