Can't let the day go by without a little Yeats ...here, on what we're all really after--or should be..
The Peacock
What's riches to him
That has made a great peacock
With the pride of his eye?
The wind-beaten,stone-grey,
And desolate Three Rock
Would nourish his whim.
Live he or die
Amid wet rocks and heather,
His ghost will be gay
Adding feather to feather
For the pride of his eye.
lovely swan song for the day, david, thanks to you and to everyone who wrote and submitted. thoroughly enjoyed, an enriching experience for me. just enough humor, good spirits throughout till the end and marvelous stories from all sides. well done, folks.
A great experience, Finn, much of it owing to your forethought, presence, and your deft stage management. Thanks.
Stunning Yeats-- thank you for that David
And thank you to Finnegan for hosting a most memorable challenge!
Created for the Fictionaut St. Patrick's Day Challenge.
"Saint Patrick's Day (Irish: Lá ’le Pádraig or Lá Fhéile Pádraig), colloquially St. Paddy's Day or simply Paddy's Day, is an annual feast day which celebrates Saint Patrick (circa AD 385–461), the most commonly recognised of the patron saints of Ireland, and is generally celebrated on 17th of March." (Wikipedia)
THE RULES
* Your story or poem must contain at least one of the words 'Patrick', 'Paddy', 'Irish', 'Dublin', 'Joyce', 'padding', 'pad', 'Padawan', 'patron', 'saint', 'pope', 'spring', clover', 'bloom', 'Guinness', 'green', 'pal', 'Catholic'.
* All pieces are due by 17 March, 11:59 p.m. (your) local time.
* By participating, you pledge allegiance to Irish coffee.
This challenge stands under the patronage of James Joyce, whom I contacted during a séance. (His exact words were: "Does nobody understand?". Very blurry pictures available on demand.)
Go n-éirí an t-ádh leat! Ádh mór ort! Eireann go Brach !
http://www.st-patricks-day.com/This is a public group.
Anyone can see it and join.