Once again it’s time to wish our all time favorite Poet—William Butler Yeats—a very Happy Birth on the days after and week and month he was born. We are so pleased to have him amongst the bipeds of light and love. Although I don’t know what sort of person he was. I’ve heard rumors that he was not the kindest of gentlemen. Not having read a biography of him I don’t know any real, that is truthful, information about his humanity.

WB Yeats, who was born on the 13th of June in 1865 and died in January of 1939, received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923. 

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”

“I have spread my dreams under your feet.
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”

“For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.”

“Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.”

“Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity”

These lovely quotes from different poems were posted by Dena Bain Taylor along with a photo. It’s nice that the photo is different from the ones we are used to seeing.