YEATS Motherf–er
I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
Love the bedroom photos. Tyler Durden should live there.
That overgrown post-apocalypse room is amazing!
http://www.sligozone.ie/Innisfree.htm
I love yeats poem but the video on this page advertising Inisfree is another dimension on going to Inisfree…this blogger is hawt!!!
Take me to innisfree
But the cottage below looks straight out of Grey Gardens!