| W. B. Yeats (1865-1939) |
| Yeats is probably my favourite poet in that I can open his complete poetry at random and always find a poem I love. True, he had some rather unusual ideas about history, and thought that some spirits were communicating through his wife, but I guess he had to be pretty crazy to write so well...I think I'm too sane to be a great poet, and my friends have called me "slightly deranged". Anyway, on to the poetry. |