Yeats And The Silver TroutAugust 4, 2012
Limited Edition of 24.
The Song off Wandering Aengus
I went out to the hazel wood
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a silver trout.
……. William Butler Yeats ……
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