Fasten your hair with a golden pin,
And bind up every wandering tress;
I bade my heart build these poor rhymes:
It worked at them, day out, day in,
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Stunningly beautiful; the second verse especially is unforgettable.
I'd like to dedicate the verse I wrote that follows to the memory of W.B. Yeats:
An Abstraction
An abstraction
Is what people fear;
Just hear the poem,
Forget the idea.
(c) Andrew Hoellering,2009
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Stunningly beautiful; the second verse especially is unforgettable. I'd like to dedicate the verse I wrote that follows to the memory of W.B. Yeats: An Abstraction An abstraction Is what people fear; Just hear the poem, Forget the idea. (c) Andrew Hoellering,2009