Trifecta issued a different sort of writing challenge for the weekend:
“This weekend we are venturing into uncharted territories once again. This Trifextra isn’t so much a writing challenge; it’s more of a reading challenge. We want you to scour through your favorite pieces of literature and give us the best 33 words you can find.”
Since Trifecta is composed of a writing community and we’re all part of a larger blogging community, I thought I’d take this opportunity to reveal a little something about myself (for those of you who haven’t already read it elsewhere within my blog). One of my all-time favorite poets is the Northwestern Irish bard, W.B. Yeats. In his honor, I thought I’d include a little snippet from one of my all-time favorites among his poems.
I now present to you a 33-word excerpt from: Yeats, W.B. (1899), He (Aedh) Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven. In: The Wind Among the Reeds.
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams…
To read Aedh’s fuller thought, you may access it at: