After Yeats Poem by Shalom Freedman

After Yeats



AFTER YEATS

An old man is a broken string
Playing a creaky shattered note
And every song he tries to see
A sadness instrumentally.


So what he finally dares to hope
As the music of his soul
His prayer upon pathetic beats
Deaf Drumming Divine Harmony.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
O Anna Niemus 22 June 2008

Happy birthday week to you! A Deep Sworn Vow is one of my favorite poems. Could you explain perhaps in a footnote the reference to Yeats?

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