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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “Arms Full of Linnet Wings” In the garden that afternoon she planted seeds in their ripe minds their eyes looking up to hers their irises dazzling in the late afternoon sunshine wide open as if waiting hungrily for more food she dropped words into their mouths which they swollowed whole jewels like memories nebulous little darlings to grow perhaps too young but maybe one old enough for the story to stitch and in time graft and re-sow all her little goslings in a row, eventually swans, black or white she could not tell would never know she held tight to the moment that Summer all a glimmer and noon a purple glow arms full of linnet's wings she never ever wanted to let go too soon she would leave the nest long before them she wondered ceaselessly about the three fates and how they’d grow the seeds she’d planted in their minds bloomed an entire wild garden undernourished yet overgrown (LadyLabyrinth) for Lynette, with Love “The linnet and the drush say I love, I love” (PJ Harvey) “To see a world in a grain of sand and a Heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palm of your hand and Eternity in an hour A Robin Redbreast in a cage puts all Heaven in a rage A Dove house filled with doves and pigeons Shudders hell thr’ all its regions” (William Blake) “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 honey-bee, 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.” (William Butler Yeats)
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