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A Crazed Girl

THAT crazed girl improvising her music.
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,
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  • Terence George Craddock (2/12/2010 11:38:00 AM)

    This is what Yeats said she is, A Grazed Girl, not a sprightly nymph dancing by the shores of a briny sea, she is a beautiful but tragic image of insanity.
    THAT crazed girl improvising her music.
    Her poetry, dancing upon the shore, And she is insane with the tune of her internal song. 'Her knee-cap broken'... reality check, it is broken, that is why like a puppet on a string; 'Climbing, falling' she dances on 'Her soul in division from itself... She knew not where, '. She is insane 'She stood in desperate music wound, Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph' because she dances on 'No matter what disaster occurred' it did not touch her, she made no 'No common intelligible sound But sang, 'O sea-starved, hungry sea.' and herein may lie a reason for her insanity.

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  • Blueberry Ali (2/12/2010 6:32:00 AM)

    Amazing from start to finish x

  • Sadiqullah Khan (2/12/2010 1:08:00 AM)

    'Crazed' does not mean insane here. To me, she is liberated improvosing her music, poetry and dance very symbolically, and is brave to face the wolrd, despite her injuries and the hungry sea. Heroically lost, heroically found. Yeats has captured this view from a distance with keen observation. He has gone to the soul of that girl of which she herself is unaware.The style has a class peculiar to Yeats.

  • Ramesh T A (2/12/2010 12:47:00 AM)

    Sea disaster might have made her insane! Some become poets when becoming mad. Her mental inclination towards music and poetry has made her dance with the song she has composed to fight against the sea the cause for disaster and thereby causing her madness! Poet has caught the point seeing her and composed telling all he knows pretty well!

  • Indira Renganathan (2/12/2010 12:41:00 AM)

    She's a lonely dancer singing ''O sea-starved, hungry sea.' up the steamship upon the shore....she seems to be melancholically ecstatic too....perhaps I guess she's in search of her lost lover whom the sea had gobbled and that she in agony is ready to vent herself to the sea's hunger....right, Mr.Yeats...?

  • Tai Chi Italy (11/21/2009 8:32:00 PM)

    I knew I would find a poem to suit my personality. Thanks Wil! lol

    Smiling, ship wrecked

    Tai

  • Himaya Marinas (2/12/2009 8:37:00 PM)

    A literal meaning of crazed is insane or unable to control emotion and no one will give a glimpse of admiration to that girl. But still she captured the heart of a man.I think when a man love a woman. All his aware of is the goodness that girl possess.

  • Tai Chi Italy (11/3/2007 7:32:00 PM)

    I know this girl! What a fantastic poem. smiling in a crazy kind of way...Tai

  • quercus : I've never got paid for my hits... (2/12/2007 2:41:00 PM)

    Passion for something or someone we love at times may go hand in hand with madness - some kind of temporary state of excessive excitement which enables us to face most difficult challenges and meet them exploring our talents and capabilities...
    I believe THAT crazed girl was seen in the moment of creating something she was passionate about. It was the moment of an artistic ecstasy pushing her into another state – the state of an extreme concentration which made her become insensitive to everything that surrounded her… I find this write rather beautiful…Awesome work :)

  • Cecilia Nicoletti (2/12/2007 11:36:00 AM)

    Divided by disaster...That poem is incredibly strong and touching.As divided ones could look for beauty and lonesome places to scape from 'NORMALITY' or just keep distance from reality...if everyone will look at madness as he did it would be less cruelty and unmisericordy on this reasonable world.More beauty and madness, I hope so.

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