This is a concept poem based on The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W. B. Yeats. Yeats’s poem is treated as an abstract graph, each line a vertex, and a random walk is played out for the reader.
We begin in media res, placed at random into the paradise of Innisfree, and wander around and around until our feet land back “on the pavements grey” and the poem ends (mercifully, perhaps) with Yeats’s reminder that we will always “hear it in the deep heart's core.”
A digital iteration of the cut-up and aleatory techniques of Dadaists and Beat writers, A Walk in Innisfree brings layers of absurdity to a poem which is fundamentally a lament at the absurdity of modern existence.
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