More Yeats, because I love him. Also because I’ve been reading
Angel, by Cliff McNish – two teenage girls, one’s on the edge of the popular group and is making her way ‘in’, one’s a total misfit, they become friends, etc. It’s an often-done plotline but a great book, and reminded me of
Walking Naked by Alyssa Brugman, an even better one.
Walking Naked introduced me to the poem (the title is actually taken from it) and
A Coat is probably the first poem I ever fell in love with. Even my sister, who I borrowed
Walking Naked from – and Middle Sister is not the kind who reads – remembered the poem years later. :) We had a conversation on the way home from school about WHAT DOES IT MEAN WE DON’T UNDERSTAND.
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