Yeats the poet and Yeats the man were the subject of the first two posts in this series, inspired by a love for Yeats’ poetry and a recent trip to Ireland by my friends Karen and Lori. As I sip my hearty Irish breakfast tea this morning, let’s take a peek at the metaphysical William… Continue reading Ireland and Yeats: Part 3
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Ireland and Yeats: Part 2
When my friends Karen and Lori visited Ireland recently, they soaked up as much culture, cuisine, music, and magnificent scenery as they could. Premium on the tour were sites pertaining to my favorite poet, William Butler Yeats. Last week’s post featured his verse, and this week we’ll take a brief glimpse into his private life,… Continue reading Ireland and Yeats: Part 2
Ireland and Yeats
“Cast a cold eye on life, on death. Horseman, pass by.” This is the famous epitaph on the grave of my favorite poet William Butler Yeats, 1856-1939. A few months ago my friends Karen and Lori visited Ireland, and part of their tour included paying homage to the great Irish poet and playwright. Knowing how… Continue reading Ireland and Yeats