who needs sleep?
I have been struggling with some can't-sleep-ed-ness lately...I don't quite think it's insomnia yet...not sure what else to call it.
When I can't sleep--even though I have on my fluffy sleepy-time-make-me-too-warm-and-comatose socks on, I've fired up iTunes and have my sleepy time jazz play list on, and I've read myself silly--I turn to poetry. I stumbled upon this Yeats poem, which as you can see, has nothing to do with sleeplessness, but was lovely. So I am sharing.
"The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water"
I heard the old, old men say
'Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away.'
They had hands like claws, and their knees
Were twisted like the old thorn trees
By the waters.
I heard the old, old men say
'All that's beautiful drifts away
Like the waters.'--W.B. Yeats
Not even Yeats is helping. I am switching to Iron & Wine and hoping for the best...
But before I go, I wave a sleepy hand of hello to new follower, Dave from My Little Corner of the World. Welcome, friend.
When I can't sleep--even though I have on my fluffy sleepy-time-make-me-too-warm-and-comatose socks on, I've fired up iTunes and have my sleepy time jazz play list on, and I've read myself silly--I turn to poetry. I stumbled upon this Yeats poem, which as you can see, has nothing to do with sleeplessness, but was lovely. So I am sharing.
"The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water"
I heard the old, old men say
'Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away.'
They had hands like claws, and their knees
Were twisted like the old thorn trees
By the waters.
I heard the old, old men say
'All that's beautiful drifts away
Like the waters.'--W.B. Yeats
Not even Yeats is helping. I am switching to Iron & Wine and hoping for the best...
But before I go, I wave a sleepy hand of hello to new follower, Dave from My Little Corner of the World. Welcome, friend.
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Congrats on Ohio!
Miss you!
Jenny P
Lettuce Be Clear