S2 E8: The Lake Isle of Innisfree by William Butler Yeats

The Lake Isle of Innisfree


By William Butler Yeats
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.

Recitation and Photography by Rebeca Budd
Music by Jo Wandrini “Governor Of The North” Epidemic Sound
https://www.epidemicsound.com/track/VNVXvmgNiu/
Location Charleson Park, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Published by Rebecca Budd

Lifestyle Blogger, Visual Storyteller, Podcaster, Traveler and Life-long Learner

8 thoughts on “S2 E8: The Lake Isle of Innisfree by William Butler Yeats

    1. Thank you, Mandy! I am finding that reciting poetry is a marvelous meditation practice. I am reciting Katherine Mansfield’s poetry. Do you know the poem “Chamomile Tea”? She is a superb writer/poet. Sending hugs

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  1. Of course it feels as if I’ve known this poem all my life, so it’s good to be reminded of it, and its message of solace. And it’s a long time since I’ve thought of of ‘bee-loud glades’. A moment of peace in troubles times, and hopes that Ukrainians will re-discover their own bee-loud glades …. one day.

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    1. I love those words too – ‘bee-loud glades” It reminds me of being in the middle of a meadow during a late summer afternoon when the heat of the day has lost its strength. The idea of homecoming has become more meaningful these day. I pray for peace in troubled days and that darkness will be vanquished. Sending hugs!

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    1. I agree wholeheartedly Liz, – we do have our own Innisfree – a place of home. A few minutes after this was recorded a flight of crows passed overhead on their way to their roost in Burnaby. They come from all over Vancouver, North Vancouver – 6,000 strong to come together for the night. I call it the time of homecoming because it happens every day in early evening. Many thanks for your support and encouragement of poetry. Hugs!

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