Melinda Palacio
I'm doing some Spring cleaning and I found this postcard from Ireland. The card has a painting of a rabbit and a poem by William Butler Yeats, the first poet I was introduced to in junior high school. At the time, I had no idea that learning some poems by Yeats would have such a big influence on me. Since my Easter holiday begins today, I will leave you with this poem by W.B. Yeats.
Memory
by Willian Butler Yeats
One had a lovely face,
And two or three had charm,
But charm and face were in vain
Because the mountain grass
Cannot but keep the form
Where the mountain hare has lain