Eating Poetry (XXX) – In Memory of W. B. Yeats

For poetry makes nothing happen: it survives/ …/A way of happening, a mouth. This coming Friday, January 28, will be the 72st anniversary of the death of W. B. Yeats, just before the calamity of the century that W. H. Auden would auger again in “September 1, 1939.” Here, one great poet of the twentieth […]