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Tag Archives: Irish poetry
Mary Poppins and WB Yeats
What the hell is the connection between the two? I didn’t even know there WAS one until I read this absolutely wonderful article in The NY Times this morning. I am in love with that entire article – its insights, … Continue reading
Seamus Heaney Day
BBC Radio Ulster has declared today to be Seamus Heaney Day – get more information here at Slugger. Here’s one of the posts I’ve written about Seamus Heaney, just to add to the pile. But go over to Slugger, if … Continue reading
Like Dolmens
In honor of National Poetry Month – and in honor of my father, who told me to read this poem, here is: Like Dolmens Round My Childhood, The Old People by John Montague Like dolmens round my childhood, the old … Continue reading
Auden on Yeats
Here’s a poetic masterpiece (in honor of National Poetry Month) In Memory of W.B. Yeats by Auden I He disappeared in the dead of winter: The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted, And snow disfigured the public statues; The … Continue reading
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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Again With the Cloud-Pale Eyelids, Yeats?
I am now reading The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats I have my own personal favorites in the bunch – but I’ve never sat down and read them ALL straight through. It’s an interesting experience – reading his earlier poems, … Continue reading
Happy birthday, Seamus Heaney
It’s the birthday of Nobel Laureate Mr. Seamus Heaney! I went to hear him read at NYU a couple of years ago, and it was so much fun. Who knew a poetry reading could be such a humorous event? We … Continue reading
Commonplace
Now that my ladder’s gone I must lie down where all the ladders start In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart. — WB Yeats, “The Circus Animals’ Desertion”
The Ship In the Air
Clonmacnoise is a spectacular old monastery in Ireland (it’s right off the N6 – the road that takes you from Dublin to Galway – If you’re ever in Ireland, I have got to tell you: Go to Clonmacnoise!) There’s a … Continue reading
Paul Muldoon: “Curse the Pope of Rome”
Extended post on Oxblog by Patrick Belton about Paul Muldoon, specifically, and Irish poets in general. I heard Nuala Ni Dhomhnaill read her work at the Ireland House, here in New York. She only writes in Irish. “I can’t hear … Continue reading