The only Playboy of the Western World
I was on a country highway today, just ahead of a downpour, scanning through radio stations, when a country song came on. The chorus had something to do with "the Playboy of the South-Western World".
I'd been reading Yeats all morning for a project and thinking that life was lately devoid of grace. That one line made me so happy.
I'd been reading Yeats all morning for a project and thinking that life was lately devoid of grace. That one line made me so happy.