Your Children

Don&Bob12-18-2015

Your children are your

letters dignified and poised-

dancing A through Z!

Maud Gonne

In response to one of WBYeats’ many marriage proposals, Maud Gonne told him: “You would not be happy with me. … You make beautiful poetry out of what you call your unhappiness and you are happy in that. Marriage would be such a dull affair. Poets should never marry.”

In 1911, she wrote a letter to WBYeats and said, “Our children were your poems of which I was the father sowing the unrest & storm which made them possible & you the mother who brought them forth in suffering & in the highest beauty.”

Riddle#26 Scars

scars
…I have woven a parachute out of
everything broken: my scars
are my shield. William Stafford

A
scar is
my newest
recreation. A
bolder sinew: hewn of marriage,
joined with weapon’s tender touch on subtle ground held strong.

Scars

Scars
are new creations:
sinews
touching tender ground.

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