Tag Archives: Seamus Heaney

The last time we were here the smell was fresh, The paper crisp, the window-drapes afloat. You smiled to see the pages dance; your dress Swam, buoyant, triumphant on the sea. Our boat Of words, of rhymes and stanzas, sailed atop An ocean, swaying current – on, no stop, Just lucid movement; ever running run,Continue reading “Redress: For Seamus Heaney”