Another attempt at a Yeats-inspired sonnet

[kolemath]

1453


And if the father of my flesh and image knew
that even in his old Teiresian age interesting implications for the Greek myth. Old throws off the rhythm a but and doesn't add much meaning to my readi
he should beget a son, would he have moved Bible language used by Yeats?
to this vast city gold and purple made
for tattered coats on sticks? Where all the young great image, falls over easily
suffer, removed from liberty and pride
according to virtue's banner, having to climb don't quite get virtue's banner, it seems contrary to the virtue of staying in one's country
the golden shower tree or trumpet vine second time this image has shown up in your poetry ...well of what I've read
for a love deprived of the blood-red warmth of wine why can't an immigrant get drunk?
and mixed with a crazy salad: a muse's dance good image for diversity
turned touchless, tasteless, by allegory. And culture loss
Offer me no Cathleen ni Houlihan why not? Isn't this about nationalism?
nor lusty dancer of the Sheban court,
I'd rather die than live an immigrant! Great line

It took some study but was worth the read. Overall quite good