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Tag Archives: Maud Gonne
Gonne and Yeats: a fragment
Ella Young wrote in her autobiography Flowering Dusk of her glimpses of Maud Gonne and WB Yeats: I see her standing with WB Yeats, the poet, in front of Whistler’s Miss Alexander in the Dublin gallery where some pictures by … Continue reading
On the island
— There is only one four-way intersection on the island. No stoplights. The intersection is referred to one and all as “The Four Corners.” “Excuse me, can you tell me where the bank is?” “The Four Corners.” “Got it.” — … Continue reading
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Tagged Loretta Young, Maud Gonne, Rhode Island, Ron Chernow, snapshots, W.B. Yeats
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Happy (Belated) Birthday, William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats was born yesterday, in 1865. Yeats is a great poet and all that, but I grew up pretty much “over” him because he was kind of omnipresent in our household. We were made to memorize his epitaph … Continue reading
Books I bought online in a fugue state on December 29
They are all arriving now, and it feels, already, like visitations from a ghost of the long-distant past. — The letters of Maud Gonne and WB Yeats — Maud Gonne’s autobiography — Shane Leslie’s memoirs — Conor Cruise O’Brien’s memoirs … Continue reading
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Tagged family, Ireland, John Montague, Maud Gonne, Shane Leslie, W.B. Yeats
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Maud Gonne: “The Pilgrim Soul”
Maud Gonne, Irish revolutionary, feminist, radical, and lifelong poetic muse of William Butler Yeats, was born yesterday in 1865. She married John MacBride (after a couple of notorious affairs and illegitimate children). John MacBride was an Irish nationalist who participated … Continue reading
“It is to be a bond of the spirit only.”
Fantastic article about the new Yeats exhibit going on at the National Library in Dublin – which will (pretty please) eventually come to the States, if a library/museum steps up to the plate to host it. (That’s one of the … Continue reading
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Tagged Ireland, Irish poetry, Maud Gonne, W.B. Yeats
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Happy Birthday, William Butler Yeats
William Butler Yeats was born today, in 1865. Yeats is a great poet and all that, but I grew up pretty much “over” him because he was kind of omnipresent in our household. We were made to memorize his epitaph … Continue reading
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Tagged Camille Paglia, Gerard Manley Hopkins, Ireland, Irish poetry, Maud Gonne, Michael Schmidt, poetry, Seamus Heaney, W.B. Yeats
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Today in History: January 28, 1939
William Butler Yeats died. And, of course, Yeats makes me think of my father. My first published piece in The Sewanee Review was about the Yeats-dad continuum. From memory now! And when I hear this poem, in my head – … Continue reading
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Tagged Ireland, Irish poetry, Maud Gonne, poetry, W.B. Yeats
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General Irish Revelry: Seamus on Yeats, Anne on Maud Gonne
Beautiful and interesting piece on William Butler Yeats by Seamus Heaney. Peteb sent it to me a whlie back but I am just getting to it now. Some great observations: Conquest, difficulty, labour: these terms indicate the nature of Yeats’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Ireland, Irish poetry, Maud Gonne, poetry, Seamus Heaney, W.B. Yeats
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For St. Patrick’s Day: A Compilation of Irish Posts
Anne has a fascinating excerpt from Conor Cruise O’Brien’s memoir. It has to do with Maud Gonne. Fascinating. And speaking of Maud Gonne … Emily has posted one of my favorite Yeats poems. Limerick contest (and truly terrifying St. Patrick’s … Continue reading