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 Post subject: Seamus Heaney RIP
PostPosted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 7:10 pm 
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Late August, given heavy rain and sun
For a full week the blackberries would ripen.
At first, just one, a glossy purple clot
Among others,red, green, hard as a knot.
You ate that first one and its flesh was sweet
Like thickened wine: summer's blood was in it
Leaving stains upon the tongue and lust for
Picking. The red ones inked up and that hunger
Sent us out with milk-cans, pea-tins, jam-pots
Where briars scratched and wet grass bleached our boots.


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 Post subject: Re: Seamus Heaney RIP
PostPosted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 9:01 pm 
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Hook Dangler wrote:
Late August, given heavy rain and sun
For a full week the blackberries would ripen.
At first, just one, a glossy purple clot
Among others,red, green, hard as a knot.
You ate that first one and its flesh was sweet
Like thickened wine: summer's blood was in it
Leaving stains upon the tongue and lust for
Picking. The red ones inked up and that hunger
Sent us out with milk-cans, pea-tins, jam-pots
Where briars scratched and wet grass bleached our boots.

Brilliant, isn't it? I still take my plastic pot on to the hills in September, seeking a week of puddings.

A poet who spoke, directly, lyrically, lovingly of what we all know. And so gracious and tender a man. RIP SH.


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 Post subject: Re: Seamus Heaney RIP
PostPosted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 10:14 pm 
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Senex Iracundus wrote:

A poet who spoke, directly, lyrically, lovingly of what we all know. And so gracious and tender a man. RIP SH.


Some years ago when Sally was trying to establish herself as a photographer, she and I produced a book of photos and poems. I don't pretend it was a publishing miracle but she still sells it around the country fairs.

We wanted a particular Heaney poem so I wrote to him care of the Arts Club in Dublin, of which my friend Martin had told me he was a member, seeking his permission. I received a handwritten note from him wishing Sally success and giving consent to use any of his 'attempts' free of charge.

As you say Senex, a gracious and tender man.


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