SIMPLY YEATS

SIMPLY YEATS My verse under Yeats’ carved door he merrily chuckled at white envelope, sketched butterfly said he preferred to receive verses this way rather than reading them across post-modern websites He invited me to tea we simply savoured small cheese squares, crumbly scones watching a squirrel chomp a cheerful chestnut lost and found What word can describe fleeting images of poets graduated, yet living on ? Perhaps vacant Vacancy who awaits a word wandering manifesting like a lover expecting the Beloved with a cherry