Day 18 – NanoPoblano – “A Golden Past To Come” by David Ellis – A Found Poem Inspired by “Sailing to Byzantium” by William Butler Yeats

Hello there everybody.

Welcome to Day 18 of my NanoPoblano found poetry marathon.

For tonight’s entertainment, I have delved into the works of William Butler Yeats and selected a poem of modest length to inspire my own found poem.

Firstly, here are the lyrics to William’s poem that inspired me, along with links to other poems he has written over at poets.org.

“Sailing to Byzantium” by W.B. Yeats at poets.org

And here is his poem in its entirety for you to marvel at and enjoy.

“Sailing to Byzantium” by William Butler Yeats

That is no country for old men. The young
In one another’s arms, birds in the trees,
—Those dying generations—at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.

II

An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress,
Nor is there singing school but studying
Monuments of its own magnificence;
And therefore I have sailed the seas and come
To the holy city of Byzantium.

III

O sages standing in God’s holy fire
As in the gold mosaic of a wall,
Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre,
And be the singing-masters of my soul.
Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into the artifice of eternity.

IV

Once out of nature I shall never take
My bodily form from any natural thing,
But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make
Of hammered gold and gold enamelling
To keep a drowsy Emperor awake;
Or set upon a golden bough to sing
To lords and ladies of Byzantium
Of what is past, or passing, or to come.

 

Lastly, here is my found poem based on the incredible words of Mr W.B. Yeats, hope you all like this one.

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“A Golden Past To Come” by David Ellis

For generations, at crowded seas
Whatever is born dies in sensual neglect, unless
Every mortal singing of its own magnificence
Have come from fire, a soul with desire
It knows what it is
The eternity of nature shall take form from any natural thing
To keep awake a golden past to come

 

Still want more? Then check out other Day 18 posts from fellow NanoPoblano participants below!

18 NOVEMBER: JUST A GIGOLO JOE – Starving Activist

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SQUIRREL! – THAT CYNKING FEELING

WATERCOLOURS: TUBES VS PALETTE SHOWDOWN – Dean Kealy Design

Ivy Hill: Chapter 9 – Echoshadow

GOODBYE, SINCERELY – FEARING CRAZY

Tasting Memories – Behind the Willows

On flying by night – NOTTHROWINGSTONES.TODAY

F*ck. – Julie Burton Blog

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#NanoPoblano2018 Day 18 – Vanessence

Gallimaufry – No Talent For Certainty

And Here’s The 39th: my imperfect self – The Temenos Journal

A GREAT FALL – Rarasaur

Older Games – 33 Grams of Blog

The waiting game – Fresh Off The Pad Poetry

Two Horses – loristory

Cubetastik – Mommy Quits

Photography behind the scenes – Just A Little Bit Sweet

Charilyn, Marilyn & James – SPOKEN LIKE A TRUE NUT

Angst – RENEE ROBBINS

Meet the Cheer Peppers – NanoPlobano 2018 – Infinity Coaching

Piling Up – Books, Hooks and Yarn

CAT RULES 101 – RULE 374: FELINE FIGHT CLUB – Drunk on Life

My Current Favorite Method For Instant Pot Roast Beef… – Aberrant Crochet (TM)

WATCH FOR DEER! – SUDDENLY THEY ALL DIED. THE END.

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