Had you the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
You would spread the cloths under your feet:
But you, being poor, have only my dreams;
You have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
"You and I" (Usher), a meditation on "Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven" W. B. Yeats (1865 – 1939), Irish poet and playwright
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Nocturne: illuminations (work in progress i), oil on canvas. Usher. 2021.
A studio study of Nocturne in black and gold, (1874). Whistler. Detroit Institute of the Arts.
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