Oh Seamus....

It is funny that yesterday I was talking about Yeats and how he does not have the need to use fancy words to express a thought in an interesting way because our reading assignment for this week was poetry by Seamus Heaney. Taking sides with Yeats when he wrote about the 'stitching and unstitching' of a poem where it should be hard when the poet writes it but when someone reads it it should be just a moments thought, in order to be considered good poetry in his opinion of course, well.....Seamus kinda dropped the ball on that one. He clearly put a lot of thought into his words but when I read them, it does not matter if I read sideways, backwards, from start to end, middle to edges or upside down, it takes me a while to get it...after talking about it with Dr. Reed, my professor, he cleared things out on how Seamus builds on one topic, you just have to find that one topic to begin with. I can understand how he is a celebrated poet, but he got me lost for a while in terms of poetry again. Find that topic and ou shall be set free!

rchiuz

Yeats, he deserves it

So I wrote about Yeats and I am just not done with this guy ...yet. I wanted to comment on his clear obsession with Maude. Although I feel a guy should never be that hung over a girl, maybe it is one of those things I won't understand til it happens to me...or maybe he is...special. What I can relate about his obsession is how throughout his poems you can see how he some days feels good about loving her, some days he is frustrated and some days he just is. For instance, "Aedh wishes His Beloved were Dead" compared to "Aedh wishes for the Cloths of Heaven" speak differently to me. In one he wishes for them to be submissive and his but at the same time frustrated if it ere that way because then she wouldn't be what he loves. On the other hand he wishes for what he has not to give to her, so you can see how Yeats was human through this obsession, and sometime came to reason and saw it could not work but then his heart guided other days or moments. Never thought I would get into poems like this...

rchiuz

Flashing back to Yeats

I guess I am either finally getting the hang of reading or Yeats has a way with words because poetry in general was...a dark room for me where I would basically stumble upon everything that came my way. I could see how the poems had a sequence or a train of thought even though sometimes the themes or topics were unrelated. The way he is able to talk without the abuse of fancy words and still paint a 'colorful' picture I can appreciate since it proves that you do not need to have a vast vocabulary to write a good poem.

Out of them all one of the most outstanding to me is "The Fiddler of Dooney" because it encourages you to be joyful or good tempered above anything else.

rchiuz