There is music in those words, yes, but music, when things go right, is always wed to sense, as though he were speaking to you directly, trying to work things out. It is, to employ a word not often heard in English classes, useful.
At The Daily Beast, Malcolm Jones reflects on Yeats’s legacy and poetics, which he argues are not only beautiful but educational. In a country where poetry has a government-sanctioned position despite (or because of) what Billy Collins called an artistic insecurity, what can Yeats teach our American poets?
