W.B. Yeats And Sligo, Then And Now
W.B. Yeats writes about Sligo in his first surviving letter, dating from someday in autumn of 1876. He was eleven, in England with his father, and replying to his little sister Lily, who was in Sligo and had sent him a drawing of a mountain he already knew well: Knocknarea. This spectacular mountain already featured prominently in young Yeats’s imaginative landscape — together with its bigger fellow throughout the waters, Ben Bulben. Knocknarea, at the highest of which legendary Queen Maeve lies buried beneath her great cairn of stones, and Ben Bulben, in whose long shadow Yeats himself now rests, hold Sligo city of their protecting lion’s paws on both side of the town and its river, with strands, waterfalls, and folks and their houses in between.
the view from the center of Lough Gill
What did Yeats love about Sligo First, having family there – his mother’s people, the Pollexfens and Middletons, had been of Sligo. Second, the panorama and freedom to range, each bodily, and imaginatively, within that panorama. When Yeats, as a middle-aged man, began to jot down down his first reminiscences of Sligo, he tellingly put it in the current tense: “the place I live with my grandparents.” Sligo is all the time now.
Willie additionally liked Rosses Level, to the north and out the river to the sea, where he and his siblings and cousins played. The mysterious family home there, Elsinore, was a spot the place the little dark-haired boy could play Hamlet and look for ghosts: “There were great cellars under the home, for it had been a smuggler’s home 100 years before….” The house has been allowed, indeed inspired, to completely go to ruin, which is most unlucky. Now roofless underneath its ivy, Elsinore is still possessed of magical beauty.
the sea past Rosses Point from the window of the previous Pilot’s Home
Yeats wrote two of his earliest lengthy works in Sligo, and set them there: the poem The Wanderings of Oisin (1889) and his only completed novel, John Sherman (1891). In December 1888, again in London however longing for Sligo, Yeats had, as he stood in the Strand trying right into a window-display, what James Joyce would call an epiphany. Feeling an intense emotion that sparked private reminiscence for him, he rushed residence with a brand new poem in his head. His sister Lily remembers him bursting in the door “with all the fireplace of creation & his youth.” The poem is stone island supima parka ready in a spot Yeats had planned, ever since he was a boy, to live in a cottage by himself – on the island of Innisfree, in Lough Gill, the biggest lake close to Sligo town. Yeats would later say “The Lake Isle of Innisfree,” his best-known poem, was “my first lyric with anything in its rhythm of my very own music.”
Lough Gill seen via island ruins
From the tip of the nineteenth century until the rest of his life, Yeats spent little time in Sligo. He lived in Dublin, in Thoor Ballylee close to Galway, in London and on the French and Italian Rivieras. He died in France in the little village of Roquebrune in 1939, without having visited Sligo for a few years — at the very least, physically. Yeats had asked his spouse George that he be buried immediately in France upon his demise, although not completely, and without publicity: as George reported, “his precise words had been ‘If I die here bury me up there [in the Roquebrune churchyard] after which in a years time when the newspapers have forgotten me, dig me up and plant me in Sligo.'”
Newspapers, readers, lovers of poetry everywhere will always remember Yeats. The place the place you will be closest to his main inspirations on this earth is Sligo, from the old sailor town to the sunsets of Rosses Point, in what Yeats dubbed the land of coronary heart’s need. He told his sister Lily when they had been outdated, in 1936, “Nobody will ever see Sligo as we saw it.” No. However thanks to him, we can see the shadows of what he saw in his thoughts’s eye eternally, superimposed on the living landscape of a spot where change comes to pass, however the topography beneath, the bones underneath the skin, remains.
eighteenth-century shipwreck at Streedah, on Donegal Bay, at low tide
Mentioned Yeats, of his brother Jack’s watercolor “Reminiscence Harbour,” “Once i take a look at my brother’s image… I recognize the blue-coated man with the mass of white shirt the Pilot and i went fishing with, and am stuffed with disquiet and of pleasure, and I’m melancholy because I have not made extra and better verses. I have walked on Sindbad’s yellow shore and by no means shall one other’s hit my fancy.”
Jack B. Yeats, “Reminiscence Harbour”
There continues to be a blue-coated man with a white shirt overseeing the channel at Rosses Point — go and discover him. They’re all nonetheless right here: Maeve’s mountain and her cairn, to which, whenever you go, you must carry a stone. Ben Bulben’s steep channeled sides, boggy prime, and large head thrust ahead shiplike on the sea. Shallow, tidal Lough Gill and the islands, including Innisfree, scattered over its floor. Nobody will ever see Sligo quite as Yeats noticed it, but what he shared of it with us is the chief reason Yeats scholars, students, admirers, and followers have gathered in Sligo yearly for the past half century to have a good time him. The Yeats Society of Sligo hosts and sponsors events year-round, however for 2 weeks within the summer time the Yeats International Summer time School fills the city. On July 27, the 55th Yeats College opens at the Hawk’s Well Theatre, with literary and musical events, journeys through Yeats Country over land and by water, performs, educational lectures and classes, and participation in the life of the town’s different summer festivals all to come back. Michael Longley will learn his poems. A present of Jack B. Yeats’s paintings is at the Model. The Tread Softly Festival, the James Morrison Conventional Music Festival in nearby Riverstown, the Strandhill Surf Festival, and Sligo Races all happen as July ends and August begins.