A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty

This quote is from ‘The Old Age of Queen Maeve’.

‘out of the dark air over her head there came
A murmur of soft words and meeting lips.’—W.B. Yeats

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Of ancient lands and ancient friends
Weary of wandering the earth
Listen to murmur without ends
Courage of the queen so much worth

Weary of wandering the earth
Lovers vanished into thin air
Courage of the queen so much worth
Crazy going into that lair

Lovers vanished into thin air
In the midst of the night some cry
Crazy going into that lair
He looked at me and gave a sigh

In the midst of the night some cry
Listen to murmur without ends
He looked at me and gave a sigh
Of ancient lands and ancient friends*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* Pantoum

For: A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty, Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #20

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