I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
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Yeats could have made it more poetic and flow smoother by expanding slightly selected lines. It's good poem but not great one. A rhyming that'll do rush job, maybe I'll finish it off later. Still good to read.
I was taught this poem at primary school, although it could still appeal to adults I guess.
I learned this poem at school, never forgot it. In recent years visited Ireland and the grave of WB Yeats.
Inspiring...there is something dark about the landscape though
I visited Innisfree.....easy to see why Yeats was inspired to write. Lovely poem!
Great simple poetry; big favourite with many people. Unfortunately, I heard a recording of Yeats reciting it. He started by saying that '...it should be recited in this manner...' (Or words to that effect) . What followed haunts me because he spoke in a strangulated manner, with an affected accent that ruined the whole experience. Maybe sometimes we should not listen to poets reciting their own work but use our own voices to express our feelings for the poem?
a beautiful poem by a poet who lived in a very beautiful land- Ireland...
Great writings of the great poet and ideas are exemplary.
he isnt in innisfree in reality he is thinking of going there away from the 'grey' pavements. its a beautiful poem rich in imagery.
It is obvious that our city is full of noise, and the people lived there are full of struggle.As a result of this, we can hardly attain the peace in our heart.We are always full of fear and anxiety, but we do not know what we are fearing and anxious about.We always hurry in the road, but we do not konw where we go.This is so absurd and so true.In this poem of Yeats, the poet himself answer the question.He want to go to a free island, where he will get the peace, where he will stop his hurry and fear and enjoy the sweet nature totally.This is so wonderful a dream.For me, the island exist nowhere in the real world, it exsits only in our mind, in our deep desire for a better life.That is the truth we have. To escape from the real world to the faraway island means that the poet himself retreat from the outside world into himself, into his inner heart, to find the only peace that we can aquire, the peace in our heart.Find yourself and you will find the whole world, new and quiet.
Fantastic Irish poem that is also a song