Nine Bean Rows

nine bean rows, poem by w.b. yeats, lake isle of innisfree, photo of bean seedlings

Nine Bean-rows

When the beans are sprouting I am always reminded of the poem “The Lake Isle of Innisfree” by William Butler Yeats and enjoy the summer mornings in my “bee-loud glade”, though I do not have a cabin and there is no lake near, yet the veils of morning and the midnight’s glimmer are real, and I feel the pull of nature in the earth’s deep core.

And I always plant nine rows of beans.

Read and listen to “The Lake Isle of Innisfree”

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  1. […] she unintentionally did a very cruel thing…to me. She ate nearly all the leaves from my nine rows of beans. Bean plants with leaves. The same bean plants without […]

  2. […] But just as I was about to introduce Hester, she unintentionally did a very cruel thing…to me. She ate nearly all the leaves from my nine rows of beans. […]

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