Yeats Quotes (23 quotes)
Seamus Heaney interview on his Life and Career + Poetry Reading (1991)
An Irish Airman Foresees His Death
Poetry taps into our raw emotions in ways few other forms of artistic expression do. Given this, the abundance of poetry addressing grief, loss and death is no surprise. Irish poets have left an indelible mark on the poetry of loss. He shared his insight and wisdom in the introduction to our Whoseday Book in and even had his hands photographed by Perry Ogden for the cover artwork. You can view all the drafts of his introduction in our digital archive HERE.
Two days before, he had ceased to speak, lapsed into unconsciousness, and the final vigil had begun. The ravages of cancer had eaten into the flesh leaving only a skeletal husk. The heart beat on and the lungs drew breath but it was impossible to tell if he remained aware. My father. In the tight, enclosed space, the sound of this chorus of voices boomed off the walls, the ceiling, louder and louder, reverberating, verse after verse, on and on, cradling Sonny into death.
The Irish people's favorite poet, the voice of a nation, Seamus Heaney. Ireland's poet, Seamus Heaney, died on August 30, , and was buried in Bellaghy. I sat all morning in the college sick bay Counting bells knelling classes to a close. In the porch I met my father crying— He had always taken funerals in his stride— And Big Jim Evans saying it was a hard blow. Next morning I went up into the room. Snowdrops And candles soothed the bedside; I saw him For the first time in six weeks.
More by W. B. Yeats
Funeral Poems. To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboreth? I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it. He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
During sad times, poetry can both rouse the spirits and calm the soul. Here are some classics that will always make for welcome reading. I do not sleep. Read the full poem. This charming poem actually has a trick up his sleeve. Sometimes, it helps to simply laugh in the face of the inevitable. With tongue firmly in cheek, Scouse poet McGough fantasises about dying a grisly, Hollywood-style death as a very old man.
Irish poetry is a fundamental aspect of literature in Ireland that helps to explain various experiences and circumstances, which are, in turn, expressed and brought to life through text. Modern Irish poets transitioned from romanticism to more modern discussions. However, these Irish poets still wanted to contain historical context such as past culture and traditions in their poems. Under the thumb of the English rule, Ireland radically transformed from a mainly rural and resource based economy and society to a massive growth of modernization and hence, urbanization. He was inspired to write about the experiences that influenced and affected his life as a youth.