No Second Troy 8th September 2026
Poetry
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This is post 108 of 111 in the series “Poetry Tuesday”

This is a series of poems published every Tuesday.

  1. Things to Do in the Belly of the Whale
  2. From Blossoms
  3. Wild Geese
  4. The Peace of Wild Things
  5. My Gift to You
  6. Departing Spring
  7. The Skylark
  8. What a Strange Thing!
  9. Although The Wind …
  10. The Old Pond
  11. Spring Is Like A Perhaps Hand
  12. Hast thou 2 loaves of bread …
  13. Youth and Age
  14. A Postcard From the Volcano
  15. The Kraken
  16. He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
  17. There Is a Solitude of Space
  18. Because I Could Not Stop for Death
  19. Mad Song
  20. Answer July
  21. Success Is Counted Sweetest
  22. Hope Is the Thing with Feathers
  23. The Bluebird
  24. A Vision of the End
  25. The Crying of Water
  26. A Rose Has Thorns As Well As Honey
  27. Winter
  28. The Dark Cavalier
  29. There is no Life or Death
  30. Sheep in Winter
  31. To a Snowflake
  32. Sextain
  33. A Crocodile
  34. Sea Fever
  35. The Giant Cactus of Arizona
  36. The Coming of Night
  37. Going to the Picnic
  38. Moon Tonight
  39. A Southern Night
  40. Greenness
  41. Twilight
  42. On the Wing
  43. In Summer
  44. Before Parting
  45. Sonnet
  46. The Red Wheelbarrow
  47. Acceptance
  48. At The Pool
  49. Incurable
  50. Bluebird and Cardinal
  51. [Say What You Will, And Scratch My Heart To Find]
  52. The River
  53. Vas Doloris
  54. Squirrel
  55. Ghosts
  56. The Spirit of Poetry
  57. Nightfall in the Tropics
  58. Journey of the Magi
  59. The City Lights
  60. January
  61. Winter Night
  62. My Heart Has Known Its Winter
  63. Things Said When He Was Gone
  64. Jabberwocky
  65. Expectancy
  66. Surrender
  67. At the Mid Hour of Night
  68. Fog
  69. The Things I Love
  70. Spring
  71. The Earth-Child in the Grass
  72. The Rivals
  73. A Line-storm Song
  74. To the Daisy
  75. It sifts from Leaden Sieves
  76. The Unquiet Grave
  77. In Summer Time
  78. Wine of Summer
  79. The Alchemist
  80. A Serenade
  81. Meeting Ourselves
  82. Early Waking
  83. Sir Walter Raleigh to His Son
  84. Art
  85. Freedom and Truth
  86. Sonnet LIX: Love’s Last Gift
  87. Fate
  88. Night
  89. II [Doom is dark and deeper than any sea-dingle.]
  90. From “Fungi of Yuggoth” [XIV. Star-winds]
  91. Sun Song
  92. The Dreamer
  93. The Means to Attain Happy Life
  94. Persuasion
  95. Going Somewhere
  96. An Essay on Man – Epistle II
  97. She says, being forbidden:
  98. [The evening darkens over]
  99. Dover Beach
  100. The Poet
  101. Unforgotten
  102. End of the Comedy
  103. On Growing Old
  104. Meditatio
  105. Ecce Puer
  106. 1915
  107. [A Long Time Ago]
  108. No Second Troy
  109. A Tragedy
  110. Thursday
  111. The Cocoon Scheduled for 27th October 2026
A small bird stands alone on a mossy rock in a deeply atmospheric, fog-shrouded forest rendered in cool blue-grey tones, evoking a sense of quiet mystery and solitude.

Why should I blame her that she filled my days
With misery, or that she would of late
Have taught to ignorant men most violent ways,
Or hurled the little streets upon the great,
Had they but courage equal to desire?
What could have made her peaceful with a mind
That nobleness made simple as a fire,
With beauty like a tightened bow, a kind
That is not natural in an age like this,
Being high and solitary and most stern?
Why, what could she have done being what she is?
Was there another Troy for her to burn?

William Butler Yeats (1865–1939), Irish poet considered one of the greatest English-language poets of the 20th century. Yeats was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923.

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