William Butler Yeats

County Dublin / Ireland
William Butler Yeats
County Dublin / Ireland
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The Magi

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NOW as at all times I can see in the mind's eye,
In their stiff, painted clothes, the pale unsatisfied ones
Appear and disappear in the blue depth of the sky
With all their ancient faces like rain-beaten stones,
And all their helms of Silver hovering side by side,
And all their eyes still fixed, hoping to find once more,
Being by Calvary's turbulence unsatisfied,
The uncontrollable mystery on the bestial floor.
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Kim Barney 26 December 2015
An enigmatic poem. Its meaning escapes the cerebrum and drifts away on the wind.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 26 December 2015
An excellent poem with deep meaning unfolded with the wonders of life. Thanks for sharing.
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Edward Kofi Louis 26 December 2015
Nature! With the mystery of life. Nice work.
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