If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
Although our love is waning, let us stand by the lone border of the lake once more, together in that hour of gentleness. When the poor tired child, passion, falls asleep.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on a love that is fading but emphasizes the importance of cherishing moments together.
In this quote, William Butler Yeats conveys the idea that even as love diminishes over time, it is vital to cherish and share moments of tranquility and connection with a loved one. The imagery of standing by the lake signifies a peaceful time that allows for reflection on the relationship, especially when passion, likened to a tired child, rests. This illustrates a poignant blend of nostalgia and tenderness that can accompany the evolution of love.
In practice
In a wedding speech celebrating enduring love amid challenges.
If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
It was my first meeting with a philosophy that confirmed my vague speculations and seemed at once logical and boundless.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart.
For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon.
Love is created and preserved by intellectual analysis, for we love only that which is unique, and it belongs to contemplation, not to action, for we would not change that which we love.
Love is a great thing, yea, a great and thorough good. By itself it makes what is heavy light; and bears evenly all that is uneven.
We think love is noble, and in some ways, it is. But in some ways, it isn't. Love is just love. And sometimes people do terrible things because of it.
There is something so tender about this to me, about being willing to have your makeup wash off, your eyes tear up, your nose start to run. Its tender partly because it harkens back to infancy, to your mother washing your face with love and lots or water, tending to you, making you clean all over again.
So let it be a criterion if you follow the path of awareness, let love be the criterion. When your awareness suddenly blooms into love, know perfectly well that awareness has happened, SAMADHI has been achieved. If you follow the path of love, then let awareness function as a criterion, as a touchstone. When suddenly, from nowhere, at the very center of your love. a flame of awareness starts arising, know perfectly well... rejoice! You have come home.
Love is flower like; Friendship is like a sheltering tree.
But since he had The genius to be loved, why let him have The justice to be honoured in his grave.
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