DAILY PHOTO: Bridge to Thống Nhất Isle

Bridge in Thống Nhất Park to an islet in the lake. Hanoi, Vietnam.
On the bridge to Thống Nhất Isle. Hanoi, Vietnam.
Flowers in the flowerbeds of the bridge to Thống Nhất Island in the Thống Nhất Park.
A bridge in Thống Nhất Park to an islet in the lake. Located in Hanoi, Vietnam.

The Lake Isle of Innisfree by William Butler Yeats [w/ Audio]

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
   And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
 Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
   And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
   Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
 There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
   And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
   I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
 While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
   I hear it in the deep heart's core. 

Schrödinger’s Isle [Blank Verse Sonnet]

The island's rocky columns rise upward.
Its gray and green was tiny, but now looms.
A giant jutting rock that stands on high,
and shades the white sand beach and coral sea.

This island will be home from now 'til doom.
One's gratitude for fists of sand first swells,
but it will crash in time with tedium.
Could a sea death beat solitary life?

One lives and dies by coconut water --
day after day - week after week,
and dreams of company and comfort food,
while knowing this is hell and paradise.

What prison is this island - place unknown -
that like Schrödinger's box shrouds life & death?