I know that poetry can sometimes convey thoughts and
feelings that tend to get lost in prose. Nevertheless, I don’t read much
poetry. Reading poetry has always seemed like something that I could do when I
become older.
Even so, I have recently been reading some of the poetry of
W B Yeats. My interest was aroused by the epitaph on his gravestone in the
cemetery of St Columba’s Parish Church at Drumcliffe in County Sligo, when we
visited Ireland during August.
What could Yeats have meant by suggesting that we should
cast ‘a cold Eye’ on ‘Life’?
Before trying to answer that question it may be worth
considering why we should care what Yeats meant. I think we should show some
interest because he has been widely held to have been a
literary genius. He won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923, for what the
Nobel Committee described as ‘inspired poetry, which in a highly artistic form
gives expression to the spirit of a whole nation’. His poem, ‘Easter 1916’,
about the participants in the rebellion that occurred at that time in Ireland,
comes to mind as a poem that might warrant that description.
Beside the grounds of St Columba’s is this artistic feature,
sculpted by Jackie McKenna.
The figure is called ‘He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven’,
after Yeats’ poem of the same name, and the poem is laid out in front of him:
‘Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams’.
Yeats seems to be widely esteemed in this part of the world.
This statue of Yeats can be found in Sligo.
There is also a Yeats memorial building in Sligo, with
displays providing information about his links with that region and other
aspects of his life.
There is a Yeats exhibition at the National Library in
Dublin, which contained among other things his response to a questionnaire
about creative effort. I was permitted to take some photos:
Yeats’ suggests that his creative efforts always involved
day-dreaming. He never waited passively for inspiration and always worked
systematically regardless of inspiration. He claims that his critical ability
was always active in his creative efforts.
Yeats’ epitaph is the last stanza of his poem, ‘Under Ben Bulben’. Ben Bulben is a mountain close to where Yeats is buried.
In a small booklet, entitled ‘The Eye of the Heart’,
available at St Columba’s church, Derick Bingham suggests that Yeats is saying:
‘If you are looking for answers as to what lies behind life
and death, I can’t help you. You must look somewhere else. Horsemen, pass by’.
That is one possible interpretation.
However, reading the epitaph in the context of the poem, it
seems that the horseman referred to is mythical superhuman creature ‘with an
air of immortality’. We are told in the poem that such horsemen and women now
‘ride the wintry dawn’ ‘where Ben Bulben sets the scene’.
I think the key to the meaning that Yeats was intending to
convey is in the following lines:
‘Many times man lives and dies
Between his two eternities,
That of race and that of soul,
And ancient Ireland knew it all’.
I think Yeats wants us to view life and death through the
cold eyes of mythical god-like beings of the ancient world.
That perspective leaves me cold. Is it not better to look at
life and death through human eyes? Perhaps contemplating whether those who have gone before have had happy lives can help us to consider how best to live our own lives.
Postscript
This is one of the most popular posts on my blog. I urge visitors to take a look at the comments provided below, some of which disagree with my understanding of the epitaph.
Postscript 2: April 6, 2020
A followup post with comment by Beth Prescott has now been posted: See: What did Yeats mean by "Horseman, pass by"?
Postscript
This is one of the most popular posts on my blog. I urge visitors to take a look at the comments provided below, some of which disagree with my understanding of the epitaph.
Postscript 2: April 6, 2020
A followup post with comment by Beth Prescott has now been posted: See: What did Yeats mean by "Horseman, pass by"?