and do you still read that book of yeats

And if Maud Gonne would speak what would she say?
Would she write poetry to Yeats or say that like the Rose she feels Nõ love?

Is she a-mused or certainly Nõt a-mused?
Writing poetry to the ghost of Gonne,
the ghost of Maud that was always gone and never in love with Yeats,
it was as if Yeats was writing to a-muse the Rose that would not speak,
writing to an eternal space or void, the undisclosed Earth or ground
that would forever silently echo back his own passion for transcendent beauty
while the reality of thorns would always tear at his articulating heart.

Like the silent Rose, the Earth "resists all disclosure as the undisclosable self-inclosed concealment" (Versenyi, 97).
Here i find myself like Yeats riding/writing upon the mythopoeic Railway Lines
while the silent Rose blooms and still moving i understand Nõ thing
except that the Rose does Nõt nor can ever know or love this human heart articulating.
For certain i love to write to the Rose upon Railway Lines.

As Nõ is an art of accomplishment arrived at through still and still more intense training
Yeats was a disciplined interlocutor for Iki (essence) of Nõ, the Hana (flower), the Rose as Being Blooming.

Being a being of language i have within this essay tried to speak of the Language of Being becoming
and am i anywhere closer to writing Nõ essay?
to ...Writing the Dancing Body on Line... Writing the Body via Transcognitive Lines?

And as i rise (ha) to the end of this writing i realize there is Nõ end to this Nõ essay
and i do not know myself where it begins (jo) and ends (kyu), but i must pause (ma) | // |

for i am presently overwhelmed with all the language and philosophy.
The weight of books is too much for me to carry ...
i can go Nõ further for now and still there will be after thoughts.
This is just the beginning. There is Nõ end to this Nõ essay
for "our world, as Malebrache said, is an unfinished task". (Merlau-Ponty, 6)

Thus an actor should pursue his skills, and through his own spiritual understanding,
bring his art to the highest possible level of fulfillment...The actor must rise to a selfess level of art,
imbued with a concentration that transcends his own consciousness. (Zeami, 91, 97)

PAST . . . A tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing -

PRESENT . . . A simple chime, that served to time The rhythm of our rowing -

FUTURE . . . (From Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There )

And if Maud Gonne would speak what would she say? Would she write poetry to Yeats or say that like the Rose she feels Nõ love?

Thus an actor should pursue his skills, and through his own spiritual understanding, bring his art to the highest possible level of fulfillment...The actor must rise to a selfess level of art, imbued with a concentration that transcends his own consciousness. (Zeami, 91, 97)

And if Maud Gonne would speak what would she say?
Would she write poetry to Yeats or say that like the Rose she feels Nõ love?

Thus an actor should pursue his skills, and through his own spiritual understanding,
bring his art to the highest possible level of fulfillment...The actor must rise to a selfess level of art,
imbued with a concentration that transcends his own consciousness. (Zeami, 91, 97)