8. Loch Gile

Loch Gile

Om jag fick välja en bok att ta med till en öde ö skulle det bli Yeats' samlade dikter. Yeats poesi innehåller allt- längtan, natur, myt, mystik, kärlek, sorg.....

Yeats dog i Frankrike men hans önskan var att bli begraven i County Sligo och i  Drumcliffe har så poeten fått sin sista vila.

Strax utanför Sligo finns Lough Gill, den klara sjön med sina öar som inspirerade Yeats till att skriva en av sina mest berömda och älskade dikter.

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.