First Light

‘Once more the storm is howling, and half hid
Under this cradle-hood and coverlid
My child sleeps on.’
—W.B. Yeats

First Light

when first I met you
deep dark eyes
sweet milk breath
a glimpse of eternity
bundled in bunting


A Shadorma (3/5/3/3/7/5) for Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day Twenty-Seven. Today’s quote, is the opening to Yeats’ lovely poem, “A Prayer for my Daughter’.

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