when the heart is cut

“When the heart is cut or cracked or broken, Do not clutch it, let the wound lie open. Let the wind from the good old sea blow in, To bathe … Continue Reading →

poem

The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water W. B. Yeats I heard the old, old men say, ‘Everything alters, And one by one we drop away.’ They had hands … Continue Reading →