I try to knead and spin, but my life is low the while.
Oh, I long to be alone, and walk abroad a mile;
Yet if I walk alone, and think of naught at all,
Why from me that's young should the wild tears fall?
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' The foolishness is on me, and the wild tears fall! A touch of brilliance
The foolishness is on me, and the wild tears fall! A touch of class, , deserving of POD
Emotionally powerful poem. Enjoyed the flow and rhyming too. thanks for sharing such a beautiful poem. 'The shower-sodden earth, the earth-colored streams, They breathe on me awake, and moan to me in dreams, And yonder ivy fondling the broke castle-wall, It pulls upon my heart till the wild tears fall.'...is so nice.
The emotions so well portrayed by the rhythm and rhyme of this beautiful song/poem.
Only the Irish have that lilt down to an art & science..... They can take the most mundane or bleak of circumstances, and weave it into lovely, excellent poetry! Thank you, Ms. Guiney for this!
oh! I hear the blackbird in Leighlin hedges call, The foolishness is on me, and the wild tears fall! /// falling sound everywhere!
Such a great poem by Louise Imogen Guiney.......................
A meaningful Irish Folk song of peasants cherished by the people of that nation.