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W.B.YEATS.

W.B.Yeats was, and still is, my own favourite poet, from ‘Sailing to Byzantium’ to ‘The Lake Isle of Inisfree’  and of course, ’The Song of Wandering Aengus’. I have no personal connection to the great man but I always remember his son Senator Michael Yeats -who looked the absolute spitting image of him -sitting beside us at lunch hour every day in Neary’s Pub, engrossed in his Irish Times. I brought this poster in one day and held it up deliberately so he could see over my shoulder and got a good laugh out of him.