THE END OF ROMANCE
ISEULT'S POETRY
The Shadow of Noon
by Iseult Gonne -
I thought this book in my hand
When walking by the water
On the sun-delighted strand,
This grey pictureless book,
This book of weighty thought,
This so elaborate book
That some slow mind has wrought
A strangely useless thing.
The hours of noon are done,
My shadow is twice my length
This violet afternoon
As I in my indolence
Tread on the delighted strand.
And yet when all is said,
The beauty of the place
Seems like the words I read,
A strangely useless thing.
But even the sun-flecked blue
And this elaborate book
Have got a work to do:
Not to be out of place,
To be eager, solemn and gay,
Solemn to run their race.
I neither rule nor obey
A strangely useless thing.
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The Film
The script
Timeline
Maud Gonne
Family Tree Maud
Childhood
Politics
World War - Nursing
Lucien Millevoye
John Macbride
WB Yeats
Family Tree Yeats
Yeats Poetry
At the Hawk's Well
>
Noh Dance
Edmund Dulac
Georgie Hyde Lee
Ezra Pound
>
Vorticism
Wyndham lewis
Dorothy Shakespeare
Lady Cunard
Iseult Gonne
Iseult's poetry
Dante and William Blake
Charles Péguy
Rabindranath Tagore
Lucien Millevoye
Style References
Tone
Locations
>
Normandy
Paris
London
Dublin
West of Ireland
Photographers
Vorticism
Modernism
Production team
Contact