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 honeybee,

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

This purely calm piece by William Butler Yeats has to be my favorite poem out of his book of poems "The Rose"(1893). The flow and rhythmic hexameters are the prize here, really letting go of the hellishly tight grip of the pragmatic reality that is perceiving literature. Usually when something is written in a form like this, we can abstractly create our own meanings that are relevant to our lives, for example, the last lines, "I hear it in the deep heart's core" and "While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,". To me, the pavement and roadway are the separation between the truth of the deep heart's core, and only can be heard, but not felt, in the heart's core itself.

The implication that the truth keep too the “deep heart’s core” it is essential to assert that the life is one that would be essential to Yeats career as a poet; the struggle to remain open and honest to the deep heart’s core could be thought of in introspection as Yeats’s primary objective as a poet.

~FluttershyForPeace

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