Categories Poems Old Woman Post author By Serotonin Post date June 4, 2013 8 Comments on Old Woman Walking only a little Along the Seven Woods Trail With a Sean Bhean Who only means well One of the trails that Yeats frequently walked, May 27th 2013 at Lady Gregory’s Estate in Coole Park Tags assonance, Coole Park, County Galway, Freedom, Ireland, Lady Gregory, poetry, poverty, Sean Bhean bhocht, W. B. Yeats, woods trail, writing ← Accepting Desolation → Wishful Thinking 8 replies on “Old Woman” On second thought you might be right, because the old woman is not the object, but the trail is… I’m not sure though. At least I’m not funny looking. You’re just a funny guy. I know other funny words as well. What made this one funny though? That’s funny that you used the word whimsical. The subject I is implied in the beginning, as in I am walking, so the whom applies to the object which is the old woman. At least that’s what I thought was correct, although I don’t want it sounding affected. I love the atmosphere here, but am stuck on it being ‘who’ in the last line. Is that just me? Maybe it’s just me, but this one seemed more funny and whimsical than usual. Share Your Thoughts Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.