“Broken Dreams”: Analysis

The Poem Broken Dreams By W. B. Yeats There is grey in your hair. Young men no longer suddenly catch their breath When you are passing; But maybe some old gaffer mutters a blessing Because it was your prayer Recovered him upon the bed of death. For your sole sake-that all heart's ache have known,...

“The Fisherman”: Analysis

The Poem The Fisherman By W. B. Yeats Although I can see him still- The freckled man who goes To a grey place on a hill In grey Connemara clothes At dawn to cast his flies- It's long since I began To call up to the eyes This wise and simple man. All day I'd...

“The Wild Swans at Coole”: Analysis

The Poem The Wild Swans at Coole By W. B. Yeats The trees are in their autumn beauty The woodland paths are dry, Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky; Upon the brimming water among the stones Are nine-and fifty swans. The nineteenth autumn has come upon me Since I first made...

“The Cat and the Moon”: Analysis

The Poem The Cat and the Moon By W. B. Yeats The cat went here and there And the moon spun around like a top, And the nearest kin of the moon The creeping cat looked up. Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon, For wander and wail as he would The pure cold light in...

“The Cold Heaven”: Analysis

This is the first of a new blog section that I'm starting, dealing with poetry analysis. Analysing poems is something that I've always liked doing, so thank you for reading; I hope this may be of some use to someone. The Poem The Cold Heaven By W. B. Yeats Suddenly I saw the cold and...