Seamus Heaney reading his ( probably) best known poem


RIP Seamus Heaney, heavy weight of the Irish literary scene, translator of Nordic Sagas, writer of both personal and global poetry.
I love this poem, it has the immediacy of conversation, the casualness of someone simply reliving a memory, until,that is, you start to analayse the words and structures and begin the understand the care and attention to detail that has informed every word chosen, every sentence structure, but it’s done with such a surety of touch, that the skill doesn’t overshadow the poems’ emotional heart.

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