tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-607719101484462692.post1446673588352652817..comments2024-01-23T12:27:05.258+00:00Comments on The Stone and the Star: World Poetry Day: 'The Stare's Nest By My Window' by WB YeatsClarissa Aykroydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571136118573329263noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-607719101484462692.post-62397527855177160022023-05-01T17:10:52.367+01:002023-05-01T17:10:52.367+01:00In current unending upheavals, I feel like the bee...In current unending upheavals, I feel like the bees, the loosening masonry, the mother birds, the grubs and flies all at once—a longing, of sorts, for something familiar and useful and of substance to which to cling. However did Yeats know that so many of us would feel exactly what he describes? The heart grown brutal from fantasy fare is right-on too. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-607719101484462692.post-33234737567621577822023-03-23T01:23:19.501+00:002023-03-23T01:23:19.501+00:00Many of Yeats’ poems feel (scarily) relevant to th...Many of Yeats’ poems feel (scarily) relevant to the world of today. I’d forgotten about this one - thank you for putting it in my web feed this evening. I grew up in Dublin so learned several of his poems off-by-heart at school and, like you describe, some lines are simply intrinsic to me. Laurence Lumsdenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06340887899811445119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-607719101484462692.post-67265570301538846542023-03-22T18:58:06.228+00:002023-03-22T18:58:06.228+00:00This is just the kind of post I love to see, shari...This is just the kind of post I love to see, sharing favourite poems!Angela Toppinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12686371498697537095noreply@blogger.com