Tuesday, November 01, 2005

fierce love

My friend, Vicki, and I were talking the other day about vindication, vindication in the short term and in the long term as well. We also discussed what happens when someone is never vindicated in this life. Then I came across this poem and thought it seemed appropriate. So this is for my dear friend, Vicki.

He Thinks Of Those Who Have Spoken Evil Of His Beloved

by William Butler Yeats.

Half close your eyelids, loosen your hair,
And dream about the great and their pride;
They have spoken against you everywhere,
But weigh this song with the great and their pride;
I made it out of a mouthful of air,
Their children's children shall say they have lied.


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