SEAMUS HEANEY PAST PAPER CONTEXT
Now to pry into roots, to finger slime
To stare, big eyed Narcissus, into some spring
Is beneath all adult dignity, I rhyme
To see myself, to set the darkness echoing. (2004) PERSONAL HELICON
Now to pry into roots, to finger slime
To stare, big eyed Narcissus, into some spring
Is beneath all adult dignity, I rhyme
To see myself, to set the darkness echoing. (2004) PERSONAL HELICON
A shadow bobbed in the window
He was snapping the carrier spring
Over the ledger. His boot pushed off
And the bicycle ticked, ticked, ticked.(2005) A CONSTABLE CALLS
He was snapping the carrier spring
Over the ledger. His boot pushed off
And the bicycle ticked, ticked, ticked.(2005) A CONSTABLE CALLS
He had unstrapped
The heavy ledger, and my father
Was making till age returns
In acres, roods and perches.(2006) A CONSTABLE CALLS
The heavy ledger, and my father
Was making till age returns
In acres, roods and perches.(2006) A CONSTABLE CALLS
Out there in Jutland
In the old man-killing parishes
I will feel lost,
Unhappy and at home(2008) THE TOLLUND MAN
In the old man-killing parishes
I will feel lost,
Unhappy and at home(2008) THE TOLLUND MAN
Now to pry into roots, to finger slime
To stare big eyed Narcissus, into some spring
Is beneath all adult dignity, I rhyme
To see myself, to set the darken echoing.(2009) PERSONAL HELICON
To stare big eyed Narcissus, into some spring
Is beneath all adult dignity, I rhyme
To see myself, to set the darken echoing.(2009) PERSONAL HELICON
A shadow bobbed in the window,
He was snapping the carrier spring
Over the ledger. His boot pushed off
And the bicycle ticked, ticked, ticked.(2009-SUPP) A CONSTABLE CALLS
He was snapping the carrier spring
Over the ledger. His boot pushed off
And the bicycle ticked, ticked, ticked.(2009-SUPP) A CONSTABLE CALLS
I love hushed air. I trust contrariness
Years and years go past and I do not move
For I see that when one man casts, the other gathers
And then vice verse, without changing sides.(2010) CASTING AND GATHERING
Sowers of seed, erectors of headstones....
O charioteers, above your dormant guns,
It stands here still, stands vibrant as you pass,
The invisible, untoppled omphalos.(2010) THE TOOME ROAD
Years and years go past and I do not move
For I see that when one man casts, the other gathers
And then vice verse, without changing sides.(2010) CASTING AND GATHERING
Sowers of seed, erectors of headstones....
O charioteers, above your dormant guns,
It stands here still, stands vibrant as you pass,
The invisible, untoppled omphalos.(2010) THE TOOME ROAD
Out there is Jutland
In the old man-killing parishes
I will feel lost, Unhappy and at home.(2010-SUPP) THE TOLLUND MAN
In the old man-killing parishes
I will feel lost, Unhappy and at home.(2010-SUPP) THE TOLLUND MAN
Something of his sad freedom
As he rode the tumbrel
Should come to me, driving,
Saying names .....(2011) THE TOLLUND MAN
As he rode the tumbrel
Should come to me, driving,
Saying names .....(2011) THE TOLLUND MAN
I could risk blasphemy,
Consecrate the cauldron bog
Our holy ground and prey
Him to make germinate ----(2011-SUPP) THE TOLLUND MAN
Consecrate the cauldron bog
Our holy ground and prey
Him to make germinate ----(2011-SUPP) THE TOLLUND MAN
Now, to pry into roots, to finger slime,
To stare, big-eyed Narcissus, into some spring
Is beneath all adult dignity. I rhyme
To see myself, to set the darkness echoing (2012) PERSONAL HELICON
To stare, big-eyed Narcissus, into some spring
Is beneath all adult dignity. I rhyme
To see myself, to set the darkness echoing (2012) PERSONAL HELICON
Out there is Jutland
In the old man-killing parishes
I will feel lost,
Unhappy and at home.(2012-SUPP) THE TOLLUND MAN
In the old man-killing parishes
I will feel lost,
Unhappy and at home.(2012-SUPP) THE TOLLUND MAN
Someday I will go to Arhus
To see his peat-brown head,
The mild pods of his eyelids,
His pointed skin cap, ...(2013) THE TOLLUND MAN
To see his peat-brown head,
The mild pods of his eyelids,
His pointed skin cap, ...(2013) THE TOLLUND MAN
Something of his sad freedom
As he rode the tumbrel
Should come to me, driving,...(2014) THE TOLLUND MAN
He had unstrappped
The heavy ledger, and my father was making tillage
returns in acres, roods and perches. (2015) A CONSTABLE CALLS
As he rode the tumbrel
Should come to me, driving,...(2014) THE TOLLUND MAN
He had unstrappped
The heavy ledger, and my father was making tillage
returns in acres, roods and perches. (2015) A CONSTABLE CALLS
I could risk blasphemy,
Consecrate the cauldron bog
Our holy ground and prey (2016) THE TOLLUND MAN
Consecrate the cauldron bog
Our holy ground and prey (2016) THE TOLLUND MAN
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