Cloths of Heaven
Yeats - 1839-1922 - was the leader of the Irish literary renaissance that aimed at reviving ancient Irish folklore, legends and traditions in new literary works.
This is perhaps Yeats’ best known poem. In front of the church in Ireland where he is buried there is a statue of him with this poem carved in the ground . See below for a photo I took of this statue in September 2013
I like this poem so much that I wrote two songs for it, demonstrating that poetry can be subject to more than one interpretation.
Enwrought with golden and silver light
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, being poor, have only my dreams
I have spread my dreams under your feet
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams