~Charles Bukowski
Poems to sing to us and help us "through the world...safely go" today.
Where My Books Go
by William Butler Yeats
All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come where your sad, sad heart is,
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm-darken’d or starry bright.
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Joy and Woe
by William Blake
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine,
Under every grief and pine,
Runs a joy with silken twine.
It is right it should be so,
We were made for joy and woe,
And when this we rightly know,
Through the world we safely go.
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Imagine the Possibilities has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Rose!
What an excellent pairing - 'joy and woe' and 'Storm-darken’d or starry bright'. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThe yin and the yang of the human experience through poetry. Perfect choices for today, Tabatha. :)
ReplyDelete"We are made for joy and woe" - so true. thanks for sharing these poems, Tabatha!
ReplyDeleteThe Bukowski quote rings true as are the poems. Thank you for sharing them today.
ReplyDeleteThanks for these poems of sanctuary to take a breath in Tabatha, big sigh they are welcoming and appreciated!
ReplyDeleteYou had me at "Yeats and Blake" - what welcome, timeless words for us to ponder in these challenging days. Thanks, Tabatha!
ReplyDeleteLove both poems (the Yeats is new to me and SO beautiful).
ReplyDeleteTabatha, the poems you chose are significant for they speak of the life- challenges and joys.
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to summon joy when everything looks bleak, and it's hard to remember the bleak when everything is joyful...and yet they are inextricably woven. Thanks for the poetic reminder!
ReplyDeleteTwo poems I'd like to carry with me wherever I go.
ReplyDeleteThere's my lesson again, coming along to remind me that although I have been a slow learner, I might more safely go, now.
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