Of all my poetry books that I return to again and again I have to say two Irish men steal my heart.
I love Yeats and I adore the wonderful Louis MacNeice.
Yeats stole my heart when I was young and idealistic, easily heartbroken and vulnerable in my late teens. I would read him by the hour, songs of lost loves and tough loves and hearts a breaking. Such a handsome man too!
‘You have spread my dreams under your fee
tread softly because you tread upon my dreams.’
From He wishes for the cloths of heaven: Collected Poems (picador books)
Louis MacNeice was the poet of my lovelorn soul as I grew older into my twenties. I began to realise love had to be more real. I had to accept people war not perfect but that only the emotion of love was perfect. Louis captures this well
He writes the most beautiful love song in Autumn Journal (Oh how I would love someone to write me a poem like this!)
So I give her this month and the next
Though the whole of my year should be hers who has
So many of its days intolerable or perplexed
But so many more so happy;
Who has left a scent on my life and left my walls
Dancing over and over with her shadow,
Whose hair is twined in all my waterfalls
And all of London littered with remembered kisses.
Faber and Faber Collected Poems of Louis MacNeice.
And then much more recently we have Danny O’Donoghue from The Script who writes and sings so beautifully. Talking about his latest album has been reported as saying that into it he has poured all his heartbreak from his split with his girlfriend, Oh I‘ll have to get some The Script tickets and see him perform the songs. I love a bit of Irish romanticism. He’s the Yeats of his date that Danny!
These romantic Irish writers just touch my soul!