#this poem somehow makes me think of plath's 'black rook in rainy weather'
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#don't ask me how i ended up here ('was it a fic‚ K?' 'yes‚ obviously it was a fic.') but#this poem somehow makes me think of plath's 'black rook in rainy weather'#not because the poems are at all similar but because it's that feeling of a dull ruinous landscape suddenly illuminated#like. the sestet here is SO workmanlike and wearisome#yesterday. grey. eyes. wise. 'one that is ever kind' right okay you're making up the syllable count. etc etc#and then—'the fire that stirs about her‚ when she stirs‚ / burns but more clearly.'#'o she had not these ways / when all the wild summer was in her gaze.'#like. my god.#the sudden wild white beating of swan's wings. the lift of my battered enraptured heart.#anyway. 'did you know famous poet william butler yeats had his moments‚ actually??' you heard it here extremely not first.#(i mean. that said—imagine writing a poem that ascribed any qualities to a woman you couldn't reassign to a horse.)#(like. billy boy. do you love anything about her but her beauty and her ~spirit~. is she intelligent. is she funny. is she fiercely moral.)#(ah well.)#poetry#w.b. yeats
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