Meetings and Stories, Chapter 9
I was driving my taxi in Manhattan on a beautiful summer evening in 1981 when a man flagged me down. When I stopped, a woman and a man of about 60 years of age entered my taxi.
As soon as they were seated, the first thing the man said to me wasn’t what their destination was, but, with an Irish brogue stated, you’re an Irish poet. Astonished, I turned around and said yes, I am an Irish poet. I went on to say both my maternal grandparents were born in Ireland, and my paternal lineage was mostly Irish.
I then asked him, how did you know, within an instant, that I was an Irish poet?
He politely introduced his wife, Gráinne Yeats, and himself, Michael Yeats.
He then said I’m the son of William Butler Yeats.
William Butler Yeats was an Irish poet and playwright. He was one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature. In 1923, Yeats won the Nobel Prize in literature.
Yeats is one of the few writers whose best work occurred after he won the Nobel Prize. Whereas he received the Prize chiefly for his dramatic works as a playwright, his significance today rests on his poetic achievement.
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