In Drumcliffe Churchyard - Yeats' Resting Place
Poetry Thursday participants have shared poems of W.B. Yeats from time to time. There is one of my favourites posted this week at Jen's Page. I visited Yeats' grave last week, and thought you might like a chance to pay your respects, so here are some of the pictures I took.



The famous epitaph reads:
..................Cast a cold eye
...............On Life on Death
...............Horseman, pass by
7 Comments:
Thanks for these photos!
Thanks for sharing these :)
Now I feel like I've been there myself. Thanks.
Thanks. I think of Yeats as magical, in the sense that he reaches inside to the part of us that sees deep beyond the surface.
Lovely lovely!!
:)
yes. this is fantastic. thank you for sharing these...
I just discovered your blog. When I saw that you are 'heading toward 50' I had to say 'hi. Me too.
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