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Poems
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# | author | title | date | First line |
| 1.
| Heaney, Seamus | |
1963-1966
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| 2.
| Heaney, Seamus | 'Aye' |
1984
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Big voices in the womanless kitchen.
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| 3.
| Heaney, Seamus | 'Poet's Chair' |
1996
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Angling shadows of itself are what
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| 4.
| Heaney, Seamus | 'Poet's Chair' |
1996
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Leonardo said: the sun has never
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| 5.
| Heaney, Seamus | 1.1.87 |
1991
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Dangerous pavements.
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| 6.
| Heaney, Seamus | 1 Granite Chip |
1984
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Houndstooth stone. Aberdeen of the mind.
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| 7.
| Heaney, Seamus | 1 Lightenings |
1991
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Shifting brilliancies. Then winter light
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| 8.
| Heaney, Seamus | 1 Scrabble |
1991
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Bare flags. Pump water. Winter-evening cold.
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| 9.
| Heaney, Seamus | 1 Sunlight |
1975
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There was a sunlit absence.
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| 10.
| Heaney, Seamus | 1 The Ministry of Fear |
1975
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Well, as Kavanagh said, we have lived
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| 11.
| Heaney, Seamus | 1 The Point |
1991
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Those were the days—
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| 12.
| Heaney, Seamus | 1 The Watchman's War |
1996
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Some people wept, and not for sorrow—joy
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| 13.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2. A Constable Calls |
1975
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His bicycle stood at the window-sill,
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| 14.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2. No Man's Land |
1972
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I deserted, shut out
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| 15.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2. The Seed Cutters |
1975
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They seem hundreds of years away. Breughel,
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| 16.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 A Constable Calls |
1975
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His bicycle stood at the window-sill,
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| 17.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 A Constable Calls |
1975
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His bicycle stood at the window-sill,
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| 18.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 Beyond Sargasso |
1969
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A gland agitating
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| 19.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 Cassandra |
1996
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No such thing
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| 20.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 Old Smoothing Iron |
1984
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Often I watched her lift it
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| 21.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 Settings |
1991
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Hazel stealth. A trickle in the culvert.
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| 22.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 The Cot |
1991
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Scythe and axe and hedge-clippers, the shriek
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| 23.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 The Pulse |
1991
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The effortlessness
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| 24.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 The Seed Cutters |
1975
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They seem hundreds of years away. Breughel,
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| 25.
| Heaney, Seamus | 2 The Seed Cutters |
1975
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They seem hundreds of years away. Brueghel,
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| 26.
| Heaney, Seamus | 3. Orange Drums, Tyrone, 1966 |
1975
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The lambeg balloons at his belly, weighs
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| 27.
| Heaney, Seamus | 3. Stump |
1972
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I am riding to plague again.
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| 28.
| Heaney, Seamus | 3 A Haul |
1991
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The one that got away
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| 29.
| Heaney, Seamus | 3 Bait |
1969
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Lamps dawdle in the field at midnight.
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| 30.
| Heaney, Seamus | 3 Crossings |
1979
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Travelling south at dawn, going full out
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| 31.
| Heaney, Seamus | 3 His Dawn Vision |
1996
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Cities of grass. Fort walls. The dumbstruck palace.
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| 32.
| Heaney, Seamus | 3 Old Pewter |
1984
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Not the age of silver, more a slither
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| 33.
| Heaney, Seamus | 3 Orange Drums, Tyrone, 1966 |
1975
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The lambeg balloons at his belly, weighs
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| 34.
| Heaney, Seamus | 3 Scene Shifts |
1991
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Only days after a friend had cut his name
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| 35.
| Heaney, Seamus | 4. No Sanctuary |
1972
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It's Hallowe'en. The turnip-man's lopped head
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| 36.
| Heaney, Seamus | 4. Summer 1969 |
1975
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While the Constabulary covered the mob
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| 37.
| Heaney, Seamus | 4 1973 |
1991
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The corrugated iron growled like thunder
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| 38.
| Heaney, Seamus | 4 Iron Spike |
1984
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So like a harrow pin
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| 39.
| Heaney, Seamus | 4 Setting |
1969
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A line goes out of sight and out of mind
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| 40.
| Heaney, Seamus | 4 Squarings |
1991
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In famous poems by the sage Han Shan,
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| 41.
| Heaney, Seamus | 4 Summer 1969 |
1975
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While the Constabulary covered the mob
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| 42.
| Heaney, Seamus | 4 Summer 1969 |
1975
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While the Constabulary covered the mob
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| 43.
| Heaney, Seamus | 4 The Nights |
1996
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They both needed to talk,
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| 44.
| Heaney, Seamus | 5. Fosterage |
1975
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‘Description is revelation!’ Royal
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| 45.
| Heaney, Seamus | 5. Tinder |
1972
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We picked flints,
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| 46.
| Heaney, Seamus | 5 Fosterage |
1975
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‘Description is revelation!’ Royal
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| 47.
| Heaney, Seamus | 5 Fosterage |
1975
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‘Description is revelation!’ Royal
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| 48.
| Heaney, Seamus | 5 His Reverie of Water |
1996
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At Troy, at Athens, what I most clearly
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| 49.
| Heaney, Seamus | 5 Lifting |
1969
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They're busy in a high boat
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| 50.
| Heaney, Seamus | 5 Lustral Sonnet |
1991
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Breaking and entering: from early on,
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| 51.
| Heaney, Seamus | 5 Stone from Delphi |
1984
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To be carried back to the shrine some dawn
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| 52.
| Heaney, Seamus | 6. Exposure |
1975
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It is December in Wicklow:
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| 53.
| Heaney, Seamus | 6 A Snowshoe |
1984
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The loop of a snowshoe hangs on a wall
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| 54.
| Heaney, Seamus | 6 Bedside Reading |
1991
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The whole place airier. Big summer trees
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| 55.
| Heaney, Seamus | 6 Exposure |
1975
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It is December in Wicklow:
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| 56.
| Heaney, Seamus | 6 Exposure |
1975
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It is December in Wicklow:
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| 57.
| Heaney, Seamus | 6 The Return |
1969
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In ponds, drains, dead canals,
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| 58.
| Heaney, Seamus | 7 The Skylight |
1991
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You were the one for skylights. I opposed
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| 59.
| Heaney, Seamus | 7 Vision |
1969
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Unless his hair was fine-combed,
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| 60.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Basket of Chestnuts |
1991
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There's a shadow-boost, a giddy strange assistance
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| 61.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Bat on the Road |
1984
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You would hoist an old hat on the tines of a fork
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| 62.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Bat on the Road |
1984
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You would hoist an old hat on the tines of a fork
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| 63.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Brigid's Girdle |
1996
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Last time I wrote I wrote from a rustic table
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| 64.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Call |
1996
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‘Hold on,’ she said, ‘I'll just run out and get him.
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| 65.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Call |
1996
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‘Hold on,’ she said, ‘I'll just run out and get him.
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| 66.
| Heaney, Seamus | Act of Union |
1975
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Tonight, a first movement, a pulse,
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| 67.
| Heaney, Seamus | Act of Union |
1975
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To-night, a first movement, a pulse,
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| 68.
| Heaney, Seamus | Act of Union |
1975
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Tonight, a first movement, a pulse,
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| 69.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Daylight Art |
1987
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On the day he was to take the poison
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| 70.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Dog Was Crying Tonight ... |
1996
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When human beings found out about death
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| 71.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Dog Was Crying Tonight in |
1996
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When human beings found out about death
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| 72.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Dream of Jealousy |
1979
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Walking with you and another lady
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| 73.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Dream of Jealousy |
1994
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Walking with you and another lady
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| 74.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Dream of Jealousy |
1979
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Walking with you and another lady
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| 75.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Drink of Water |
1979
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She came every morning to draw water
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| 76.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Drink of Water |
1979
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She came every morning to draw water
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| 77.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Drink of Water |
1979
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She came every morning to draw water
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| 78.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Hazel Stick for Catherine Ann |
1984
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The living mother-of-pearl of a salmon
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| 79.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Hazel Stick for Catherine Ann |
1984
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The living mother-of-pearl of a salmon
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| 80.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Hazel Stick for Catherine Ann |
1984
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The living mother-of-pearl of a salmon
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| 81.
| Heaney, Seamus | Aisling |
1975
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He courted her
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| 82.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Kite for Michael and Christopher |
1984
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All through that Sunday afternoon
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| 83.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Kite for Michael and Christopher |
1984
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All through that Sunday afternoon
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| 84.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Kite for Michael and Christopher |
1984
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All through that Sunday afternoon
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| 85.
| Heaney, Seamus | Alerted |
1984
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From the start I was lucky
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| 86.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Lough Neagh Sequence |
1969
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The lough will claim a victim every year.
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| 87.
| Heaney, Seamus | A LOUGH NEAGH SEQUENCE |
1966-1972
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Unless his hair was fine-combed
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| 88.
| Heaney, Seamus | Alphabets |
1987
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A shadow his father makes with joined hands
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| 89.
| Heaney, Seamus | Alphabets |
1987
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A shadow his father makes with joined hands
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| 90.
| Heaney, Seamus | Alphabets |
1987
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A shadow his father makes with joined hands
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| 91.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Migration |
1984
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About a mile above
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| 92.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Advancement of Learning |
1966
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I took the embankment path
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| 93.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Afterwards |
1979
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She would plunge all poets in the ninth circle
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| 94.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Afterwards |
1979
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She would plunge all poets in the ninth circle
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| 95.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Afterwards |
1979
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She would plunge all poets in the ninth circle
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| 96.
| Heaney, Seamus | Anahorish |
1972
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My ‘place of clear water’,
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| 97.
| Heaney, Seamus | Anahorish |
1972
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My ‘place of clear water’,
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| 98.
| Heaney, Seamus | Anahorish |
1972
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My ‘place of clear water’,
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| 99.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Aisling in the Burren |
1984
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A time was to come when we yearned
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| 100.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Architect |
1996
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He fasted on the doorstep of his gift,
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| 101.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Artist |
1984
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I love the thought of his anger.
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| 102.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Artist |
1984
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I love the thought of his anger.
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| 103.
| Heaney, Seamus | An August Night |
1991
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His hands were warm and small and knowledgeable.
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| 104.
| Heaney, Seamus | An August Night |
1991
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His hands were warm and small and knowledgeable.
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| 105.
| Heaney, Seamus | Ancestral Photograph |
1966
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Jaws puff round and solid as a turnip,
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| 106.
| Heaney, Seamus | ANCESTRAL PHOTOGRAPH |
1963-1966
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Jaws puff round and solid as a turnip,
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| 107.
| Heaney, Seamus | A New Song |
1972
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I met a girl from Derrygarve
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| 108.
| Heaney, Seamus | A New Song |
1972
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I met a girl from Derrygarve
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| 109.
| Heaney, Seamus | A New Song |
1972
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I met a girl from Derrygarve
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| 110.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Invocation |
1996
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Incline to me, MacDiarmid, out of Shetland,
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| 111.
| Heaney, Seamus | Antaeus |
1975
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When I lie on the ground
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| 112.
| Heaney, Seamus | Antaeus |
1966
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When I lie on the ground
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| 113.
| Heaney, Seamus | ANTAEUS |
1966-1972
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WhenI lie on the ground
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| 114.
| Heaney, Seamus | An Ulster Twilight |
1984
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The bare bulb, a scatter of nails,
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| 115.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Peacock's Feather |
1987
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Six days ago the water fell
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| 116.
| Heaney, Seamus | A PILLAR OF THE COMMUNITY |
1963-1966
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MacKenna, his dungarees
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| 117.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Pillowed Head |
1991
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Matutinal. Mother-of-pearl
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| 118.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Pillowed Head |
1991
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Matutinal. Mother-of-pearl
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| 119.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Postcard from Iceland |
1987
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As I dipped to test the stream some yards away
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| 120.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Postcard from North Antrim |
1979
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A lone figure is waving
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| 121.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Retrospect |
1991
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The whole county apparently afloat:
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| 122.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Royal Prospect |
1991
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On the day of their excursion up the Thames
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| 123.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Royal Prospect |
1991
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On the day of their excursion up the Thames
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| 124.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Ship of Death |
1987
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Scyld was still a strong man when his time came
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| 125.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Shooting Script |
1987
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They are riding away from whatever might have been
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| 126.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Sofa in the Forties |
1996
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All of us on the sofa in a line, kneeling
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| 127.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Sofa in the Forties |
1996
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All of us on the sofa in a line, kneeling
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| 128.
| Heaney, Seamus | At a Potato Digging |
1966
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A mechanical digger wrecks the drill,
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| 129.
| Heaney, Seamus | AT A POTATO DIGGING |
1963-1966
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A mechanical digger wrecks the drill,
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| 130.
| Heaney, Seamus | At Ardboe Point |
1969
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Right along the lough shore
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| 131.
| Heaney, Seamus | AT ARDBOE POINT |
1966-1972
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Right along the lough shore
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| 132.
| Heaney, Seamus | At Banagher |
1996
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Then all of a sudden there appears to me
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| 133.
| Heaney, Seamus | At Banagher |
1996
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Then all of a sudden there appears to me
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| 134.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Transgression |
1994
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The teacher let some big boys out at two
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| 135.
| Heaney, Seamus | At the Wellhead |
1996
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Your songs, when you sing them with your two eyes closed
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| 136.
| Heaney, Seamus | At the Wellhead |
1996
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Your songs, when you sing them with your two eyes closed
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| 137.
| Heaney, Seamus | Augury |
1972
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The fish faced into the current,
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| 138.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Waking Dream |
1984
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When I made the rush to throw salt
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| 139.
| Heaney, Seamus | Away from it All |
1984
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A cold steel fork
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| 140.
| Heaney, Seamus | A Winter's Tale |
1972
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A pallor in the headlights'
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| 141.
| Heaney, Seamus | A WINTER'S TALE |
1966-1972
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A pallor in the headlights'
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| 142.
| Heaney, Seamus | Badgers |
1979
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When the badger glimmered away
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| 143.
| Heaney, Seamus | Badgers |
1979
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When the badger glimmered away
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| 144.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bann Clay |
1969
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Labourers pedalling at ease
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| 145.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bann Clay |
1969
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Labourers pedalling at ease
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| 146.
| Heaney, Seamus | Belderg |
1975
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‘They just kept turning up
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| 147.
| Heaney, Seamus | Blackberry-Picking |
1966
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Late August, given heavy rain and sun
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| 148.
| Heaney, Seamus | Blackberry-Picking |
1966
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Late August, given heavy rain and sun
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| 149.
| Heaney, Seamus | Blackberry-Picking |
1966
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Late August, given heavy rain and sun
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| 150.
| Heaney, Seamus | BLACKBERRY-PICKING |
1963-1966
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Late August, given heavy rain and sun
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| 151.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bogland |
1969
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We have no prairies
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| 152.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bogland |
1969
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We have no prairies
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| 153.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bogland |
1969
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We have no prairies
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| 154.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bog Oak |
1972
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A carter's trophy
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| 155.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bog Oak |
1972
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A carter's trophy
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| 156.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bog Oak |
1972
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A carter's trophy
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| 157.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bog Queen |
1975
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I lay waiting
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| 158.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bog Queen |
1975
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I lay waiting
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| 159.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bog Queen |
1975
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I lay waiting
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| 160.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bone Dreams |
1975
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White bone found
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| 161.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bone Dreams |
1975
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White bone found
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| 162.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bone Dreams |
1975
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White bone found
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| 163.
| Heaney, Seamus | BOY DRIVING HIS FATHER TO CONFESSION |
1963-1966
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Four times now I have seen you as another
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| 164.
| Heaney, Seamus | Broagh |
1972
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Riverbank, the long rigs
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| 165.
| Heaney, Seamus | Broagh |
1972
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Riverback, the long rigs
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| 166.
| Heaney, Seamus | Broagh |
1972
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Riverback, the long rigs
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| 167.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bye-Child |
1972
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When the lamp glowed,
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| 168.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bye-Child |
1972
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When the lamp glowed,
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| 169.
| Heaney, Seamus | Bye-Child |
1972
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When the lamp glowed,
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| 170.
| Heaney, Seamus | BYE-CHILD |
1966-1972
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When the tilley lamp glowed,
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| 171.
| Heaney, Seamus | Cairn-maker |
1972
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He robbed the stones' nests, uncradled
|
| 172.
| Heaney, Seamus | Cana Revisited |
1969
|
No round-shouldered pitchers here, no stewards
|
| 173.
| Heaney, Seamus | Casting and Gathering |
1991
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Years and years ago, these sounds took sides:
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| 174.
| Heaney, Seamus | Casualty |
1979
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He would drink by himself
|
| 175.
| Heaney, Seamus | Casualty |
1979
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He would drink by himself
|
| 176.
| Heaney, Seamus | Casualty |
1979
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He would drink by himself
|
| 177.
| Heaney, Seamus | Changes |
1984
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As you came with me in silence
|
| 178.
| Heaney, Seamus | Changes |
1984
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As you came with me in silence
|
| 179.
| Heaney, Seamus | Chekhov on Sakhalin |
1984
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So, he would pay his ‘debt to medicine’.
|
| 180.
| Heaney, Seamus | Chekhov on Sakhalin |
1984
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So, he would pay his ‘debt to medicine’.
|
| 181.
| Heaney, Seamus | Chekhov on Sakhalin |
1984
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So, he would pay his ‘debt to medicine’.
|
| 182.
| Heaney, Seamus | Churning Day |
1966
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A thick crust, coarse-grained as limestone rough-cast,
|
| 183.
| Heaney, Seamus | Churning Day |
1966
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A thick crust, coarse-grained as limestone rough-cast,
|
| 184.
| Heaney, Seamus | Clearances |
1987
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She taught me what her uncle once taught her:
|
| 185.
| Heaney, Seamus | Clearances |
1987
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She taught me what her uncle once taught her:
|
| 186.
| Heaney, Seamus | Clearances |
1987
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She taught me what her uncle once taught her:
|
| 187.
| Heaney, Seamus | Cloistered |
1975
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Light was calloused in the leaded panes of the college chapel
|
| 188.
| Heaney, Seamus | Cloistered |
1975
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Light was calloused in the leaded panes of the college chapel
|
| 189.
| Heaney, Seamus | Come to the Bower |
1975
|
My hands come, touched
|
| 190.
| Heaney, Seamus | Cow in Calf |
1966
|
It seems she has swallowed a barrel.
|
| 191.
| Heaney, Seamus | Crossings |
1991
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Everything flows. Even a solid man,
|
| 192.
| Heaney, Seamus | Damson |
1996
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Gules and cement dust. A matte tacky blood
|
| 193.
| Heaney, Seamus | Damson |
1996
|
Gules and cement dust. A matte tacky blood
|
| 194.
| Heaney, Seamus | Dawn |
1972
|
Somebody lets up a blind.
|
| 195.
| Heaney, Seamus | DAWN |
1966-1972
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Somebody lets up a blind.
|
| 196.
| Heaney, Seamus | Dawn Shoot |
1966
|
Clouds ran their wet mortar, plastered the daybreak
|
| 197.
| Heaney, Seamus | Death of a Naturalist |
1966
|
All year the flax-dam festered in the heart
|
| 198.
| Heaney, Seamus | Death of a Naturalist |
1966
|
All year the flax-dam festered in the heart
|
| 199.
| Heaney, Seamus | Death Of A Naturalist |
1966
|
All year the flax-dam festered in the heart
|
| 200.
| Heaney, Seamus | DEATH OF A NATURALIST |
1963-1966
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All year the flax-dam festered in the heart
|
| 201.
| Heaney, Seamus | DEATH OF A NATURALIST |
1966-1972
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All year the flax-dam festered in the heart
|
| 202.
| Heaney, Seamus | Digging |
1966
|
Between my finger and my thumb
|
| 203.
| Heaney, Seamus | Digging |
1966
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Between my finger and my thumb
|
| 204.
| Heaney, Seamus | Digging |
1966
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Between my finger and my thumb
|
| 205.
| Heaney, Seamus | DIGGING |
1963-1966
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Between my finger and my thumb
|
| 206.
| Heaney, Seamus | Docker |
1966
|
There, in the corner, staring at his drink.
|
| 207.
| Heaney, Seamus | Dream |
1969
|
With a billhook
|
| 208.
| Heaney, Seamus | Drifting Off |
1984
|
The guttersnipe and the albatross
|
| 209.
| Heaney, Seamus | Drifting Off |
1984
|
The guttersnipe and the albatross
|
| 210.
| Heaney, Seamus | DR JOHNSON DYING |
1966-1972
|
There was no place to go but his own head
|
| 211.
| Heaney, Seamus | Elegy |
1979
|
The way we are living,
|
| 212.
| Heaney, Seamus | ELEGY FOR AN UNBORN CHILD |
1963-1966
|
Your mother walks light as an empty creel
|
| 213.
| Heaney, Seamus | Elegy for a Still-born Child |
1969
|
Your mother walks light as an empty creel
|
| 214.
| Heaney, Seamus | ELEGY FOR A STILL-BORN CHILD |
1966-1972
|
You mother walks light as an empty creel
|
| 215.
| Heaney, Seamus | ELEGY FOR FATS WALLER |
1966-1972
|
Lighting up, lest all our hearts should break,
|
| 216.
| Heaney, Seamus | England's Difficulty |
1975
|
I moved like a double agent among the big concepts.
|
| 217.
| Heaney, Seamus | England's Difficulty |
1975
|
I moved like a double agent among the big concepts.
|
| 218.
| Heaney, Seamus | EX-CHAMP |
1963-1966
|
At first there were short bouts
|
| 219.
| Heaney, Seamus | Field of Vision |
1991
|
I remember this woman who sat for years
|
| 220.
| Heaney, Seamus | Field of Vision |
1991
|
I remember this woman who sat for years
|
| 221.
| Heaney, Seamus | Field Work |
1979
|
Where the sally tree went pale in every breeze,
|
| 222.
| Heaney, Seamus | Field Work |
1979
|
Where the sally tree went pale in every breeze,
|
| 223.
| Heaney, Seamus | Fireside |
1972
|
Always there would be stories of lights
|
| 224.
| Heaney, Seamus | Fireside |
1972
|
Always there would be stories of lights
|
| 225.
| Heaney, Seamus | First Calf |
1972
|
It's a long time since I saw
|
| 226.
| Heaney, Seamus | Fodder |
1972
|
Or, as we said,
|
| 227.
| Heaney, Seamus | Fodder |
1972
|
Or, as we said,
|
| 228.
| Heaney, Seamus | Follower |
1966
|
My father worked with a horse-plough,
|
| 229.
| Heaney, Seamus | Follower |
1966
|
My father worked with a horse-plough,
|
| 230.
| Heaney, Seamus | Follower |
1966
|
My father worked with a horse-plough,
|
| 231.
| Heaney, Seamus | FOLLOWER |
1966-1972
|
My father worked with a horse-plough,
|
| 232.
| Heaney, Seamus | For Bernard and Jane McCabe |
1987
|
The riverbed, dried-up, half full of leaves.
|
| 233.
| Heaney, Seamus | For Bernard and Jane McCabe |
1987
|
The riverbed, dried-up, half-full of leaves.
|
| 234.
| Heaney, Seamus | FOR THE COMMANDER OF "THE ELIZA" |
1963-1966
|
Routine patrol off West Mayo; sighting
|
| 235.
| Heaney, Seamus | For the Commander of the Eliza |
1966
|
Routine patrol off West Mayo; sighting
|
| 236.
| Heaney, Seamus | Fosterling |
1991
|
At school I loved one picture's heavy greenness—
|
| 237.
| Heaney, Seamus | Fosterling |
1991
|
‘That heavy greenness fostered by water’
|
| 238.
| Heaney, Seamus | Freedman |
1975
|
Subjugated yearly under arches,
|
| 239.
| Heaney, Seamus | from Field Work |
1994
|
Where the sally tree went pale in every breeze,
|
| 240.
| Heaney, Seamus | from Glanmore Revisited |
1991
|
Bare flags. Pump water. Winter-evening cold.
|
| 241.
| Heaney, Seamus | from Sweeney Redivivus |
1984
|
Take hold of the shaft of the pen.
|
| 242.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Canton of Expectation |
1987
|
We lived deep in a land of optative moods,
|
| 243.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Canton of Expectation |
1994
|
We lived deep in a land of optative moods,
|
| 244.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Canton of Expectation |
1987
|
We lived deep in a land of optative moods,
|
| 245.
| Heaney, Seamus | from The Flight Path |
1996
|
The following for the record, in the light
|
| 246.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Frontier of Writing |
1987
|
The tightness and the nilness round that space
|
| 247.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Frontier of Writing |
1987
|
The tightness and the nilness round that space
|
| 248.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Frontier of Writing |
1987
|
The tightness and the nilness round that space
|
| 249.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Land of the Unspoken |
1987
|
I have heard of a bar of platinum
|
| 250.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Republic of Conscience |
1987
|
When I landed in the republic of conscience
|
| 251.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Republic of Conscience |
1987
|
When I landed in the republic of conscience
|
| 252.
| Heaney, Seamus | From the Republic of Conscience |
1987
|
When I landed in the republic of conscience
|
| 253.
| Heaney, Seamus | from Whatever You Say Say Nothing |
1975
|
I'm writing this just after an encounter
|
| 254.
| Heaney, Seamus | from Whatever You Say Say Nothing |
1975
|
I'm writing this just after an encounter
|
| 255.
| Heaney, Seamus | Funeral Rites |
1975
|
I shouldered a kind of manhood
|
| 256.
| Heaney, Seamus | Funeral Rites |
1975
|
I shouldered a kind of manhood,
|
| 257.
| Heaney, Seamus | Funeral Rites |
1975
|
I shouldered a kind of manhood
|
| 258.
| Heaney, Seamus | GATHERING MUSHROOMS |
1966-1972
|
Exhaled at dawn with the cattle's breath
|
| 259.
| Heaney, Seamus | Gifts of Rain |
1972
|
Cloudburst and steady downpour now
|
| 260.
| Heaney, Seamus | Gifts of Rain |
1972
|
Cloudburst and steady downpour now
|
| 261.
| Heaney, Seamus | Gifts of Rain |
1972
|
Cloudburst and steady downpour now
|
| 262.
| Heaney, Seamus | GIFTS OF RAIN |
1966-1972
|
Cloudburst and steady downpour now
|
| 263.
| Heaney, Seamus | Girls Bathing, Galway, 1965 |
1969
|
The swell foams where they float and crawl,
|
| 264.
| Heaney, Seamus | GIRLS BATHING, GALWAY 1965 |
1963-1966
|
The swell foams where they float and crawl,
|
| 265.
| Heaney, Seamus | Glanmore Sonnets |
1979
|
Vowels ploughed into other: opened ground.
|
| 266.
| Heaney, Seamus | Glanmore Sonnets |
1979
|
Vowels ploughed into other: opened ground.
|
| 267.
| Heaney, Seamus | Glanmore Sonnets |
1979
|
Vowels ploughed into other: opened ground.
|
| 268.
| Heaney, Seamus | Gone |
1969
|
Green froth that lathered each end
|
| 269.
| Heaney, Seamus | Good-night |
1972
|
A latch lifting, an edged den of light
|
| 270.
| Heaney, Seamus | Good-night |
1972
|
A latch lifting, an edged den of light
|
| 271.
| Heaney, Seamus | GOOD-NIGHT |
1966-1972
|
A latch lifting, an edged cave of light
|
| 272.
| Heaney, Seamus | Granite Chip |
1984
|
Houndstooth stone. Aberdeen of the mind.
|
| 273.
| Heaney, Seamus | Granite Chip |
1984
|
Houndstooth stone. Aberdeen of the mind.
|
| 274.
| Heaney, Seamus | Gravities |
1966
|
High-riding kites appear to range quite freely,
|
| 275.
| Heaney, Seamus | GRAVITIES |
1963-1966
|
High-riding kites appear to range quite freely
|
| 276.
| Heaney, Seamus | Grotus and Coventina |
1987
|
Far from home Grotus dedicated an altar to Coventina
|
| 277.
| Heaney, Seamus | Grotus and Coventina |
1987
|
Far from home Grotus dedicated an altar to Coventina
|
| 278.
| Heaney, Seamus | Hailstones |
1987
|
My cheek was hit and hit:
|
| 279.
| Heaney, Seamus | Hailstones |
1987
|
My cheek was hit and hit:
|
| 280.
| Heaney, Seamus | Hailstones |
1987
|
My cheek was hit and hit:
|
| 281.
| Heaney, Seamus | Hercules and Antaeus |
1975
|
Sky-born and royal,
|
| 282.
| Heaney, Seamus | Hercules and Antaeus |
1975
|
Sky-born and royal,
|
| 283.
| Heaney, Seamus | Hercules and Antaeus |
1975
|
Sky-born and royal,
|
| 284.
| Heaney, Seamus | HIGH STREET, BELFAST, 1786 |
1966-1972
|
Here are men in tricorn hats
|
| 285.
| Heaney, Seamus | High Summer |
1979
|
The child cried inconsolably at night.
|
| 286.
| Heaney, Seamus | Holding Course |
1987
|
Propellers underwater, cabins drumming, lights—
|
| 287.
| Heaney, Seamus | Holly |
1984
|
It rained when it should have snowed.
|
| 288.
| Heaney, Seamus | Holly |
1984
|
It rained when it should have snowed.
|
| 289.
| Heaney, Seamus | HOMAGE TO PIETER BRUEGHEL |
1963-1966
|
Those six blind beggars still grope to a fall
|
| 290.
| Heaney, Seamus | Homecomings |
1979
|
Fetch me the sandmartin
|
| 291.
| Heaney, Seamus | Honeymoon Flight |
1966
|
Below, the patchwork earth, dark hems of hedge,
|
| 292.
| Heaney, Seamus | I |
1979
|
There they were, as if our memory hatched them,
|
| 293.
| Heaney, Seamus | I. Roots |
1972
|
Leaf membranes lid the window.
|
| 294.
| Heaney, Seamus | I. Sunlight |
1975
|
There was a sunlit absence.
|
| 295.
| Heaney, Seamus | I. The Ministry of Fear |
1975
|
Well, as Kavanagh said, we have lived
|
| 296.
| Heaney, Seamus | I After a Killing |
1979
|
There they were, as if our memory hatched them,
|
| 297.
| Heaney, Seamus | I After a Killing |
1979
|
There they were, as if our memory hatched them,
|
| 298.
| Heaney, Seamus | ICON |
1966-1972
|
Here is Patrick
|
| 299.
| Heaney, Seamus | II |
1979
|
My tongue moved, a swung relaxing hinge.
|
| 300.
| Heaney, Seamus | III |
1979
|
On Devenish I heard a snipe
|
| 301.
| Heaney, Seamus | III At the Water's Edge |
1979
|
On Devenish I heard a snipe
|
| 302.
| Heaney, Seamus | III At the Water's Edge |
1979
|
On Devenish I heard a snipe
|
| 303.
| Heaney, Seamus | II Sibyl |
1979
|
My tongue moved, a swung relaxing hinge.
|
| 304.
| Heaney, Seamus | II Sibyl |
1979
|
My tongue moved, a swung relaxing hinge.
|
| 305.
| Heaney, Seamus | II Sweeney Astray |
1984
|
We have already told how Sweeney,
|
| 306.
| Heaney, Seamus | Incertus |
1975
|
I went disguised in it,
|
| 307.
| Heaney, Seamus | Incertus |
1975
|
I went disguised in it,
|
| 308.
| Heaney, Seamus | In Gallarus Oratory |
1969
|
You can still feel the community pack
|
| 309.
| Heaney, Seamus | IN GLENELLY VALLEY |
1963-1966
|
For ten miles the road races a stream,
|
| 310.
| Heaney, Seamus | In Illo Tempore |
1984
|
The big missal splayed
|
| 311.
| Heaney, Seamus | In Illo Tempore |
1984
|
The big missal splayed
|
| 312.
| Heaney, Seamus | In Memoriam: Robert Fitzgerald |
1987
|
The socket of each axehead like the squared
|
| 313.
| Heaney, Seamus | In Memoriam Francis Ledwidge |
1979
|
The bronze soldier hitches a bronze cape
|
| 314.
| Heaney, Seamus | In Memoriam Francis Ledwidge |
1994
|
The bronze soldier hitches a bronze cape
|
| 315.
| Heaney, Seamus | In Memoriam Francis Ledwidge |
1979
|
The bronze soldier hitches a bronze cape
|
| 316.
| Heaney, Seamus | In Memoriam Sean O'Riada |
1979
|
He conducted the Ulster Orchestra
|
| 317.
| Heaney, Seamus | In Small Townlands |
1966
|
In small townlands his hogshair wedge
|
| 318.
| Heaney, Seamus | In the Beech |
1984
|
I was a lookout posted and forgotten.
|
| 319.
| Heaney, Seamus | In the Beech |
1984
|
I was a lookout posted and forgotten.
|
| 320.
| Heaney, Seamus | In the Chestnut Tree |
1984
|
Body heat under the leaves, matronly
|
| 321.
| Heaney, Seamus | I Sunlight |
1975
|
There was a sunlit absence.
|
| 322.
| Heaney, Seamus | I Sweeney's Flight |
1992
|
As if a trespasser
|
| 323.
| Heaney, Seamus | I The Ministry of Fear |
1975
|
Well, as Kavanagh said, we have lived
|
| 324.
| Heaney, Seamus | I Up the Shore |
1969
|
The lough will claim a victim every year.
|
| 325.
| Heaney, Seamus | July |
1975
|
The drumming started in the cool of the evening,
|
| 326.
| Heaney, Seamus | Keeping Going |
1996
|
The piper coming from far away is you
|
| 327.
| Heaney, Seamus | Keeping Going |
1996
|
The piper coming from far away is you
|
| 328.
| Heaney, Seamus | Kinship |
1975
|
Kinned by hieroglyphic
|
| 329.
| Heaney, Seamus | Kinship |
1975
|
Kinned by hieroglyphic
|
| 330.
| Heaney, Seamus | Land |
1972
|
I stepped it, perch by perch.
|
| 331.
| Heaney, Seamus | Land |
1972
|
I stepped it, perch by perch.
|
| 332.
| Heaney, Seamus | Last Look |
1984
|
We came upon him, stilled
|
| 333.
| Heaney, Seamus | La Toilette |
1984
|
The white towelling bathrobe
|
| 334.
| Heaney, Seamus | Leavings |
1979
|
A soft whoosh, the sunset blaze
|
| 335.
| Heaney, Seamus | Leavings |
1979
|
A soft whoosh, the sunset blaze
|
| 336.
| Heaney, Seamus | LIGHT DYING |
1966-1972
|
Climbing the last steps to your house, I knew
|
| 337.
| Heaney, Seamus | Lightenings |
1991
|
Shifting brilliancies. Then winter light
|
| 338.
| Heaney, Seamus | Limbo |
1972
|
Fishermen at Ballyshannon
|
| 339.
| Heaney, Seamus | Limbo |
1972
|
Fishermen at Ballyshannon
|
| 340.
| Heaney, Seamus | Limbo |
1972
|
Fishermen at Ballyshannon
|
| 341.
| Heaney, Seamus | LIMBO |
1966-1972
|
Fishermen at Ballyshannon
|
| 342.
| Heaney, Seamus | Linen Town |
1972
|
It's twenty to four
|
| 343.
| Heaney, Seamus | Lovers on Aran |
1966
|
The timeless waves, bright, sifting, broken glass,
|
| 344.
| Heaney, Seamus | LOVERS ON ARAN |
1966-1972
|
The timeless waves, bright sifting, broken glass,
|
| 345.
| Heaney, Seamus | M. |
1996
|
When the deaf phonetician spread his hand
|
| 346.
| Heaney, Seamus | MACKENNA'S SATURDAY NIGHT |
1963-1966
|
Mouth loose like an open waistband
|
| 347.
| Heaney, Seamus | Maighdean Mara |
1972
|
She sleeps now, her cold breasts
|
| 348.
| Heaney, Seamus | Making Strange |
1984
|
I stood between them,
|
| 349.
| Heaney, Seamus | Making Strange |
1984
|
I stood between them,
|
| 350.
| Heaney, Seamus | Making Strange |
1984
|
I stood between them,
|
| 351.
| Heaney, Seamus | Man and Boy |
1991
|
‘Catch the old one first,’
|
| 352.
| Heaney, Seamus | Man and Boy |
1991
|
‘Catch the old one first,’
|
| 353.
| Heaney, Seamus | Markings |
1991
|
We marked the pitch: four jackets for four goalposts,
|
| 354.
| Heaney, Seamus | Markings |
1991
|
We marked the pitch: four jackets for four goalposts,
|
| 355.
| Heaney, Seamus | MARLOWE |
1966-1972
|
There was a quarrel about the bill
|
| 356.
| Heaney, Seamus | May |
1972
|
When I looked down from the bridge
|
| 357.
| Heaney, Seamus | MEN'S CONFESSIONS |
1963-1966
|
Bat-winged dusk; in the chill nave
|
| 358.
| Heaney, Seamus | Midnight |
1972
|
Since the professional wars—
|
| 359.
| Heaney, Seamus | Mid-Term Break |
1966
|
I sat all morning in the college sick bay,
|
| 360.
| Heaney, Seamus | Mid-Term Break |
1966
|
I sat all morning in the college sick bay
|
| 361.
| Heaney, Seamus | Mid-Term Break |
1966
|
I sat all morning in the college sick bay
|
| 362.
| Heaney, Seamus | MID-TERM BREAK |
1963-1966
|
I sat all morning in the college sick bay
|
| 363.
| Heaney, Seamus | Mint |
1996
|
It looked like a clump of small dusty nettles
|
| 364.
| Heaney, Seamus | Mint |
1996
|
It looked like a clump of small dusty nettles
|
| 365.
| Heaney, Seamus | Mother |
1969
|
As I work at the pump, the wind heavy
|
| 366.
| Heaney, Seamus | Mother of the Groom |
1972
|
What she remembers
|
| 367.
| Heaney, Seamus | Mother of the Groom |
1972
|
What she remembers
|
| 368.
| Heaney, Seamus | Mycenae Lookout |
1996
|
Some people wept, and not for sorrow—joy
|
| 369.
| Heaney, Seamus | Navvy |
1972
|
The moleskins stiff as bark,
|
| 370.
| Heaney, Seamus | Nerthus |
1972
|
For beauty, say an ash-fork staked in peat,
|
| 371.
| Heaney, Seamus | Nerthus |
1972
|
For beauty, say an ash-fork staked in peat,
|
| 372.
| Heaney, Seamus | Nesting-Ground |
1975
|
The sandmartins'
|
| 373.
| Heaney, Seamus | Nesting-Ground |
1975
|
The sandmartins' nests were loopholes of darkness in the riverbank.
|
| 374.
| Heaney, Seamus | Night Drive |
1969
|
The smells of ordinariness
|
| 375.
| Heaney, Seamus | Night Drive |
1969
|
The smells of ordinariness
|
| 376.
| Heaney, Seamus | Night Drive |
1969
|
The smells of ordinariness
|
| 377.
| Heaney, Seamus | Night-Piece |
1969
|
Must you know it again?
|
| 378.
| Heaney, Seamus | North |
1975
|
I returned to a long strand,
|
| 379.
| Heaney, Seamus | North |
1975
|
I returned to a long strand,
|
| 380.
| Heaney, Seamus | North |
1975
|
I returned to a long strand,
|
| 381.
| Heaney, Seamus | OBITUARY |
1963-1966
|
Henry MacWilliams, childless widower
|
| 382.
| Heaney, Seamus | Ocean's Love to Ireland |
1975
|
Speaking broad Devonshire,
|
| 383.
| Heaney, Seamus | OH BRAVE NEW BULL . . . |
1963-1966
|
Kellys kept an unlicensed bull, well away
|
| 384.
| Heaney, Seamus | Old Smoothing Iron |
1984
|
Often I watched her lift it
|
| 385.
| Heaney, Seamus | Old Smoothing Iron |
1984
|
Often I watched her lift it
|
| 386.
| Heaney, Seamus | ON HOGARTH'S ENGRAVING "PIT TICKET FOR THE ROYAL SPORT". |
1963-1966
|
A shadow lurches on the sandy ring,
|
| 387.
| Heaney, Seamus | On the Road |
1984
|
The road ahead
|
| 388.
| Heaney, Seamus | On the Road |
1984
|
The road ahead
|
| 389.
| Heaney, Seamus | Oracle |
1972
|
Hide in the hollow trunk
|
| 390.
| Heaney, Seamus | Oracle |
1972
|
Hide in the hollow trunk
|
| 391.
| Heaney, Seamus | Oracle |
1972
|
Hide in the hollow trunk
|
| 392.
| Heaney, Seamus | ORANGE DRUMS, TYRONE 1966 |
1963-1966
|
The lambeg balloons at this belly, weighs
|
| 393.
| Heaney, Seamus | Oysters |
1979
|
Our shells clacked on the plates.
|
| 394.
| Heaney, Seamus | Oysters |
1979
|
Our shells clacked on the plates.
|
| 395.
| Heaney, Seamus | Oysters |
1979
|
Our shells clacked on the plates.
|
| 396.
| Heaney, Seamus | Parable Island |
1987
|
Although they are an occupied nation
|
| 397.
| Heaney, Seamus | PERSEPHONE |
1963-1966
|
So winter closed its fist
|
| 398.
| Heaney, Seamus | PERSEPHONE |
1966-1972
|
I see as through a skylight in my brain
|
| 399.
| Heaney, Seamus | Personal Helicon |
1966
|
As a child, they could not keep me from wells
|
| 400.
| Heaney, Seamus | Personal Helicon |
1966
|
As a child, they could not keep me from wells
|
| 401.
| Heaney, Seamus | Personal Helicon |
1966
|
As a child, they could not keep me from wells
|
| 402.
| Heaney, Seamus | PERSONAL HELICON |
1963-1966
|
As a child, they could not keep me from wells
|
| 403.
| Heaney, Seamus | PERSONAL HELICON |
1966-1972
|
As a child, they could not keep me from wells
|
| 404.
| Heaney, Seamus | Poem |
1966
|
Love, I shall perfect for you the child
|
| 405.
| Heaney, Seamus | Poem |
1966
|
Love, I shall perfect for you the child
|
| 406.
| Heaney, Seamus | Poem |
1966
|
Love, I shall perfect for you the child
|
| 407.
| Heaney, Seamus | Polder |
1979
|
After the sudden outburst and the squalls
|
| 408.
| Heaney, Seamus | Poor Women in a City Church |
1966
|
The small wax candles melt to light,
|
| 409.
| Heaney, Seamus | Postscript |
1996
|
And some time make the time to drive out west
|
| 410.
| Heaney, Seamus | Postscript |
1996
|
And some time make the time to drive out west
|
| 411.
| Heaney, Seamus | Punishment |
1975
|
I can feel the tug
|
| 412.
| Heaney, Seamus | Punishment |
1975
|
I can feel the tug
|
| 413.
| Heaney, Seamus | Punishment |
1975
|
I can feel the tug
|
| 414.
| Heaney, Seamus | Relic of Memory |
1969
|
The lough waters
|
| 415.
| Heaney, Seamus | Relic of Memory |
1969
|
The lough waters
|
| 416.
| Heaney, Seamus | Relic of Memory |
1969
|
The lough waters
|
| 417.
| Heaney, Seamus | Remembered Columns |
1996
|
The solid letters of the world grew airy.
|
| 418.
| Heaney, Seamus | Remembering Malibu |
1984
|
The Pacific at your door was wilder and colder
|
| 419.
| Heaney, Seamus | Requiem for the Croppies |
1969
|
The pockets of our greatcoats full of barley—
|
| 420.
| Heaney, Seamus | Requiem for the Croppies |
1969
|
The pockets of our greatcoats full of barley—
|
| 421.
| Heaney, Seamus | Requiem for the Croppies |
1969
|
The pockets of our greatcoats full of barley—
|
| 422.
| Heaney, Seamus | REQUIEM FOR THE IRISH REBELS |
1963-1966
|
The pockets of our great-coats full of barley
|
| 423.
| Heaney, Seamus | Rite of Spring |
1969
|
So winter closed its fist
|
| 424.
| Heaney, Seamus | ROOKERY |
1963-1966
|
Here they come, freckling the sunset,
|
| 425.
| Heaney, Seamus | Saint Francis and the Birds |
1966
|
When Francis preached love to the birds,
|
| 426.
| Heaney, Seamus | SAINT FRANCIS AND THE BIRDS |
1963-1966
|
When Francis preached love to the birds
|
| 427.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sandstone Keepsake |
1984
|
It is a kind of chalky russet
|
| 428.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sandstone Keepsake |
1984
|
It is a kind of chalky russet
|
| 429.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sandstone Keepsake |
1984
|
It is a kind of chalky russet
|
| 430.
| Heaney, Seamus | Scaffolding |
1966
|
Masons, when they start upon a building,
|
| 431.
| Heaney, Seamus | SCAFFOLDING |
1963-1966
|
Masons, when they start upon a building,
|
| 432.
| Heaney, Seamus | Seeing Things |
1991
|
Inishbofin on a Sunday morning.
|
| 433.
| Heaney, Seamus | Seeing Things |
1991
|
Inishbofin on a Sunday morning.
|
| 434.
| Heaney, Seamus | September Song |
1979
|
In the middle of the way
|
| 435.
| Heaney, Seamus | Serenades |
1972
|
The Irish nightingale
|
| 436.
| Heaney, Seamus | Serenades |
1972
|
The Irish nightingale
|
| 437.
| Heaney, Seamus | Servant Boy |
1972
|
He is wintering out
|
| 438.
| Heaney, Seamus | Servant Boy |
1972
|
He is wintering out
|
| 439.
| Heaney, Seamus | SERVANT BOY |
1966-1972
|
He is wintering out
|
| 440.
| Heaney, Seamus | Settings |
1991
|
Hazel stealth. A trickle in the culvert.
|
| 441.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sheelagh na Gig |
1984
|
We look up at her
|
| 442.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sheelagh na Gig |
1984
|
We look up at her
|
| 443.
| Heaney, Seamus | Shoreline |
1969
|
Turning a corner, taking a hill
|
| 444.
| Heaney, Seamus | Shore Woman |
1972
|
I have crossed the dunes with their whistling bent
|
| 445.
| Heaney, Seamus | Shore Woman |
1972
|
I have crossed the dunes with their whistling bent
|
| 446.
| Heaney, Seamus | SHORE WOMAN |
1966-1972
|
I have crossed the dunes with their whistling bent
|
| 447.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sloe Gin |
1984
|
The clear weather of juniper
|
| 448.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sloe Gin |
1984
|
The clear weather of juniper
|
| 449.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sloe Gin |
1984
|
The clear weather of juniper
|
| 450.
| Heaney, Seamus | SOLILOQUY FOR AN OLD RESIDENT |
1963-1966
|
The place has gone down badly. Not like then.
|
| 451.
| Heaney, Seamus | Somnambulist |
1972
|
Nestrobber's hands
|
| 452.
| Heaney, Seamus | Song |
1979
|
A rowan like a lipsticked girl.
|
| 453.
| Heaney, Seamus | Song |
1994
|
A rowan like a lipsticked girl.
|
| 454.
| Heaney, Seamus | Song |
1979
|
A rowan like a lipsticked girl.
|
| 455.
| Heaney, Seamus | Squarings |
1991
|
In famous poems by the sage Han Shan,
|
| 456.
| Heaney, Seamus | Station Island |
1984
|
A hurry of bell-notes
|
| 457.
| Heaney, Seamus | Station Island |
1984
|
A hurry of bell-notes
|
| 458.
| Heaney, Seamus | Station Island |
1984
|
A hurry of bell-notes
|
| 459.
| Heaney, Seamus | St Kevin and the Blackbird |
1996
|
And then there was St Kevin and the blackbird.
|
| 460.
| Heaney, Seamus | St Kevin and the Blackbird |
1996
|
And then there was St Kevin and the blackbird.
|
| 461.
| Heaney, Seamus | Stone from Delphi |
1984
|
To be carried back to the shrine some dawn
|
| 462.
| Heaney, Seamus | Stone from Delphi |
1984
|
To be carried back to the shrine some dawn
|
| 463.
| Heaney, Seamus | Storm on the Island |
1966
|
We are prepared: we build our houses squat,
|
| 464.
| Heaney, Seamus | STORM ON THE ISLAND |
1963-1966
|
We are prepared: we build our houses squat,
|
| 465.
| Heaney, Seamus | Strange Fruit |
1975
|
Here is the girl's head like an exhumed gourd.
|
| 466.
| Heaney, Seamus | Strange Fruit |
1975
|
Here is the girl's head like an exhumed gourd.
|
| 467.
| Heaney, Seamus | Strange Fruit |
1975
|
Here is the girl's head like an exhumed gourd.
|
| 468.
| Heaney, Seamus | Summer Home |
1972
|
Was it wind off the dumps
|
| 469.
| Heaney, Seamus | Summer Home |
1972
|
Was it wind off the dumps
|
| 470.
| Heaney, Seamus | Summer Home |
1972
|
Was it wind off the dumps
|
| 471.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweeney's Lament on Ailsa Craig |
1983
|
Without bed or board
|
| 472.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweeney's Last Poem |
1983
|
There was a time when I preferred
|
| 473.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweeney's Returns |
1984
|
The clouds would tatter a moment
|
| 474.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweeney Astray |
1983
|
I would live happy
|
| 475.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweeney Astray |
1984
|
We have already told how Sweeney,
|
| 476.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweeney in Connacht |
1983
|
One day Sweeney went to Drum Iarann in Connacht where he stole some watercress and drank from a green-flecked well. A cleric came out of the church, full of indignation and resentment, calling Sweeney a well-fed, contented madman, and reproaching him where he cowered in the yew tree:
|
| 477.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweeney in Flight |
1983
|
When Sweeney heard the shouts of the soldiers and the big noise of the army,
|
| 478.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweeney Praises the Trees |
1983
|
It was the end of the harvest season and Sweeney heard a hunting-call from a company in the skirts of the wood.
|
| 479.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweeney Redivivus |
1984
|
I stirred wet sand and gathered myself
|
| 480.
| Heaney, Seamus | Sweetpea |
1984
|
‘What did Thought do?’
|
| 481.
| Heaney, Seamus | Synge on Aran |
1966
|
Salt off the sea whets
|
| 482.
| Heaney, Seamus | SYNGE ON THE ARAN |
1963-1966
|
Salt off the sea whets
|
| 483.
| Heaney, Seamus | TAKING STOCK: 5/4/'64 |
1963-1966
|
A year has gone, twelve salaries have been spent
|
| 484.
| Heaney, Seamus | Terminus |
1987
|
When I hoked there, I would find
|
| 485.
| Heaney, Seamus | Terminus |
1987
|
When I hoked there, I would find
|
| 486.
| Heaney, Seamus | Terminus |
1987
|
When I hoked there, I would find
|
| 487.
| Heaney, Seamus | Thatcher |
1969
|
Bespoke for weeks, he turned up some morning
|
| 488.
| Heaney, Seamus | Thatcher |
1969
|
Bespoke for weeks, he turned up some morning
|
| 489.
| Heaney, Seamus | Thatcher |
1969
|
Bespoke for weeks, he turned up some morning
|
| 490.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE AFTER-CHILD |
1966-1972
|
The red heart of the wild boy
|
| 491.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Ash Plant |
1991
|
He'll never rise again but he is ready.
|
| 492.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Backward Look |
1972
|
A stagger in air
|
| 493.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Backward Look |
1972
|
A stagger in air
|
| 494.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Badgers |
1979
|
When the badger glimmered away
|
| 495.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Barn |
1966
|
Threshed corn lay piled like grit of ivory
|
| 496.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Barn |
1966
|
Threshed corn lay piled like grit of ivory
|
| 497.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Betrothal of Cavehill |
1975
|
Gunfire barks its questions off Cavehill
|
| 498.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Biretta |
1991
|
Like Gaul, the biretta was divided
|
| 499.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Birthplace |
1984
|
The deal table where he wrote, so small and plain,
|
| 500.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Birthplace |
1984
|
The deal table where he wrote, so small and plain,
|
| 501.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE BLIND MAN |
1966-1972
|
Dark from birth,
|
| 502.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Butter-Print |
1996
|
Who carved on the butter-print's round open face
|
| 503.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Cleric |
1984
|
I heard new words prayed at cows
|
| 504.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Cleric |
1984
|
I heard new words prayed at cows
|
| 505.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Crossing |
1991
|
And there in a boat that came heading towards us
|
| 506.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE CROWING MAN |
1966-1972
|
A tramp whom parents made crow
|
| 507.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Digging Skeleton |
1975
|
You find anatomical plates
|
| 508.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Disappearing Island |
1987
|
Once we presumed to found ourselves for good
|
| 509.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Disappearing Island |
1994
|
Once we presumed to found ourselves for good
|
| 510.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Disappearing Island |
1987
|
Once we presumed to found ourselves for good
|
| 511.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Diviner |
1966
|
Cut from the green hedge a forked hazel stick
|
| 512.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Diviner |
1966
|
Cut from the green hedge a forked hazel stick
|
| 513.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE DIVINER |
1963-1966
|
Cut from the green hedge a forked hazel stick
|
| 514.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE DUMMIES |
1966-1972
|
Their restless hands articulate desire
|
| 515.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Early Purges |
1966
|
I was six when I first saw kittens drown.
|
| 516.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE EARLY PURGES |
1963-1966
|
I was six when I first saw kittens drown.
|
| 517.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Errand |
1996
|
‘On you go now! Run, son, like the devil
|
| 518.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Errand |
1996
|
‘On you go now! Run, son, like the devil
|
| 519.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE EVANGELIST |
1963-1966
|
Sucking his tooth, savouring salvation
|
| 520.
| Heaney, Seamus | The First Flight |
1984
|
It was more sleepwalk than spasm
|
| 521.
| Heaney, Seamus | The First Flight |
1984
|
It was more sleepwalk than spasm
|
| 522.
| Heaney, Seamus | The First Gloss |
1984
|
Take hold of the shaft of the pen.
|
| 523.
| Heaney, Seamus | The First Kingdom |
1984
|
The royal roads were cow paths.
|
| 524.
| Heaney, Seamus | The First Kingdom |
1984
|
The royal roads were cow paths.
|
| 525.
| Heaney, Seamus | The First Words |
1996
|
The first words got polluted
|
| 526.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Flight Path |
1996
|
The first fold first, then more foldovers drawn
|
| 527.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Folk Singers |
1966
|
Re-turning time-turned words,
|
| 528.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Forge |
1969
|
All I know is a door into the dark.
|
| 529.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Forge |
1969
|
All I know is a door into the dark.
|
| 530.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Given Note |
1969
|
On the most westerly Blasket
|
| 531.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Given Note |
1969
|
On the most westerly Blasket
|
| 532.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Golden Bough |
1991
|
Aeneas was praying and holding on the altar
|
| 533.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Golden Bough |
1991
|
So from the back of her shrine the Sibyl of Cumae
|
| 534.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE GOOD |
1966-1972
|
The good are vulnerable
|
| 535.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Grauballe Man |
1975
|
As if he had been poured
|
| 536.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Grauballe Man |
1975
|
As if he had been poured
|
| 537.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Grauballe Man |
1975
|
As if he had been poured
|
| 538.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Gravel Walks |
1996
|
River gravel. In the beginning, that.
|
| 539.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Gravel Walks |
1996
|
River gravel. In the beginning, that.
|
| 540.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Guttural Muse |
1979
|
Late summer, and at midnight
|
| 541.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Guttural Muse |
1979
|
Late summer, and at midnight
|
| 542.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Guttural Muse |
1979
|
Late summer, and at midnight
|
| 543.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Harvest Bow |
1979
|
As you plaited the harvest bow
|
| 544.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Harvest Bow |
1994
|
As you plaited the harvest bow
|
| 545.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Harvest Bow |
1979
|
As you plaited the harvest bow
|
| 546.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Haw Lantern |
1987
|
The wintry haw is burning out of season,
|
| 547.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Haw Lantern |
1987
|
The wintry haw is burning out of season,
|
| 548.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Haw Lantern |
1987
|
The wintry haw is burning out of season,
|
| 549.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE HEBRIDES |
1966-1972
|
The winds' enclosure, Atlantic's premises,
|
| 550.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Hermit |
1984
|
As he prowled the rim of his clearing
|
| 551.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE INDOMITABLE IRISHRY |
1963-1966
|
Slept (with a boast) on the parquet floor beneath
|
| 552.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Journey Back |
1991
|
Larkin's shade surprised me. He quoted Dante:
|
| 553.
| Heaney, Seamus | The King of the Ditchbacks |
1984
|
As if a trespasser
|
| 554.
| Heaney, Seamus | The King of the Ditchbacks |
1984
|
As if a trespasser
|
| 555.
| Heaney, Seamus | The King of the Ditchbacks |
1984
|
As if a trespasser
|
| 556.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Last Mummer |
1972
|
Carries a stone in his pocket,
|
| 557.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE LAST MUMMER |
1966-1972
|
Carries a stone in his pocket,
|
| 558.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE LAST MUMMER |
1966-1972
|
Carries a stone in his pocket,
|
| 559.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Loaning |
1984
|
As I went down the loaning
|
| 560.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Master |
1984
|
He dwelt in himself
|
| 561.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Master |
1984
|
He dwelt in himself
|
| 562.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Milk Factory |
1987
|
Scuts of froth swirled from the discharge pipe.
|
| 563.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Milk Factory |
1994
|
Scuts of froth swirled from the discharge pipe
|
| 564.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Milk Factory |
1987
|
Scuts of froth swirled from the discharge pipe.
|
| 565.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Mud Vision |
1987
|
Statues with exposed hearts and barbed-wire crowns
|
| 566.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Mud Vision |
1994
|
Statues with exposed hearts and barbed-wire crowns
|
| 567.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Mud Vision |
1987
|
Statues with exposed hearts and barbed-wire crowns
|
| 568.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Names of the Hare |
1981
|
The man the hare has met
|
| 569.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Old Icons |
1984
|
Why, when it was all over, did I hold on to them?
|
| 570.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Old Team |
1987
|
Dusk. Scope of air. A railed pavilion
|
| 571.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE OSPREY |
1966-1972
|
To whom certain water talents -
|
| 572.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Other Side |
1972
|
Thigh-deep in sedge and marigolds
|
| 573.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Other Side |
1972
|
Thigh-deep in sedge and marigolds,
|
| 574.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Other Side |
1972
|
Thigh-deep in sedge and marigolds
|
| 575.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Otter |
1979
|
When you plunged
|
| 576.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Otter |
1979
|
When you plunged
|
| 577.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Otter |
1979
|
When you plunged
|
| 578.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Outlaw |
1969
|
Kelly's kept an unlicensed bull, well away
|
| 579.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Outlaw |
1969
|
Kelly's kept an unlicensed bull, well away
|
| 580.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Peninsula |
1969
|
When you have nothing more to say, just drive
|
| 581.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Peninsula |
1969
|
When you have nothing more to say, just drive
|
| 582.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Peninsula |
1969
|
When you have nothing more to say, just drive
|
| 583.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE PENINSULA |
1963-1966
|
When you have nothing more to say, just drive
|
| 584.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Pitchfork |
1991
|
Of all implements, the pitchfork was the one
|
| 585.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Pitchfork |
1991
|
Of all implements, the pitchfork was the one
|
| 586.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Plantation |
1969
|
Any point in that wood
|
| 587.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Plantation |
1969
|
Any point in that wood
|
| 588.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Play Way |
1966
|
Sunlight pillars through glass, probes each desk
|
| 589.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Poplar |
1996
|
Wind shakes the big poplar, quicksilvering
|
| 590.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Railway Children |
1984
|
When we climbed the slopes of the cutting
|
| 591.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Railway Children |
1984
|
When we climbed the slopes of the cutting
|
| 592.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Railway Children |
1984
|
When we climbed the slopes of the cutting
|
| 593.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Rain Stick |
1996
|
Up-end the rain stick and what happens next
|
| 594.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Rain Stick |
1996
|
Upend the rain stick and what happens next
|
| 595.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Rescue |
1991
|
In drifts of sleep I came upon you
|
| 596.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Riddle |
1987
|
You never saw it used but still can hear
|
| 597.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Riddle |
1987
|
You never saw it used but still can hear
|
| 598.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Salmon Fisher to the Salmon |
1969
|
The ridged lip set upstream, you flail
|
| 599.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE SALMON FISHER TO THE SALMON |
1963-1966
|
The ridged lip set upstream, you flail
|
| 600.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Sandpit |
1984
|
The first hole neat as a trapdoor
|
| 601.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Schoolbag |
1991
|
My handsewn leather schoolbag. Forty years.
|
| 602.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Scribes |
1984
|
I never warmed to them.
|
| 603.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Scribes |
1984
|
I never warmed to them.
|
| 604.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Settle Bed |
1991
|
Willed down, waited for, in place at last and for good.
|
| 605.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Settle Bed |
1991
|
Willed down, waited for, in place at last and for good.
|
| 606.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Sharping Stone |
1996
|
In an apothecary's chest of drawers,
|
| 607.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Singer's House |
1979
|
When they said I could hear
|
| 608.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Singer's House |
1979
|
When they said I could hear
|
| 609.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Singer's House |
1979
|
When they said I could hear
|
| 610.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Skunk |
1979
|
Up, black, striped and damasked like the chasuble
|
| 611.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Skunk |
1979
|
Up, black, striped and damasked like the chasuble
|
| 612.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Skunk |
1979
|
Up, black, striped and damasked like the chasuble
|
| 613.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Song of the Bullets |
1987
|
I watched a long time in the yard
|
| 614.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Sounds of Rain |
1991
|
An all-night drubbing overflow on boards
|
| 615.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Spoonbait |
1987
|
So a new similitude is given us
|
| 616.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Spoonbait |
1987
|
So a new similitude is given us
|
| 617.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Spoonbait |
1987
|
So a new similitude is given us
|
| 618.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Stations of the West |
1975
|
On my first night in the Gaeltacht the old woman spoke to me in English:
|
| 619.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Stations of the West |
1975
|
On my first night in the Gaeltacht the old woman spoke to me in English:
|
| 620.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Stone Grinder |
1987
|
Penelope worked with some guarantee of a plot.
|
| 621.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Stone Verdict |
1987
|
When he stands in the judgment place
|
| 622.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Stone Verdict |
1987
|
When he stands in the judgment place
|
| 623.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Stone Verdict |
1987
|
When he stands in the judgement place
|
| 624.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Strand |
1996
|
The dotted line my father's ashplant made
|
| 625.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Strand |
1996
|
The dotted line my father's ashplant made
|
| 626.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Strand at Lough Beg |
1979
|
Leaving the white glow of filling stations
|
| 627.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Strand at Lough Beg |
1979
|
Leaving the white glow of filling stations
|
| 628.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Strand at Lough Beg |
1979
|
Leaving the white glow of filling stations
|
| 629.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Summer of Lost Rachel |
1987
|
Potato crops are flowering,
|
| 630.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Swing |
1996
|
Fingertips just tipping you would send you
|
| 631.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Swing |
1996
|
Fingertips just tipping you would send you
|
| 632.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Thimble |
1996
|
In the House of Carnal Murals
|
| 633.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Tollund Man |
1972
|
Some day I will go to Aarhus
|
| 634.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Tollund Man |
1972
|
Some day I will go to Aarhus
|
| 635.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Tollund Man |
1972
|
Some day I will go to Aarhus
|
| 636.
| Heaney, Seamus | THE TOLLUND MAN |
1966-1972
|
Some day I will go to Aarhus
|
| 637.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Toome Road |
1979
|
One morning early I met armoured cars
|
| 638.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Toome Road |
1979
|
One morning early I met armoured cars
|
| 639.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Toome Road |
1979
|
One morning early I met armoured cars
|
| 640.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Unacknowledged Legislator's Dream |
1975
|
Archimedes thought he could move the world if he could find the right place to position his lever.
|
| 641.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Underground |
1984
|
There we were in the vaulted runnel running,
|
| 642.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Underground |
1984
|
There we were in the vaulted tunnel running,
|
| 643.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Underground |
1984
|
There we were in the vaulted tunnel running,
|
| 644.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Walk |
1996
|
Glamoured the road, the day, and him and her
|
| 645.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Walk |
1996
|
Glamoured the road, the day, and him and her
|
| 646.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Wanderer |
1975
|
In a semicircle we toed the line
|
| 647.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Wife's Tale |
1969
|
When I had spread it all on linen cloth
|
| 648.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Wife's Tale |
1969
|
When I had spread it all on linen cloth
|
| 649.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Wife's Tale |
1969
|
When I had spread it all on linen cloth
|
| 650.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Wishing Tree |
1987
|
I thought of her as the wishing tree that died
|
| 651.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Wishing Tree |
1994
|
I thought of her as the wishing tree that died
|
| 652.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Wishing Tree |
1987
|
I thought of her as the wishing tree that died
|
| 653.
| Heaney, Seamus | The Wool Trade |
1972
|
‘The wool trade’—the phrase
|
| 654.
| Heaney, Seamus | Tinder |
1972
|
We picked flints,
|
| 655.
| Heaney, Seamus | To a Dutch Potter in Ireland |
1996
|
Then I entered a strongroom of vocabulary
|
| 656.
| Heaney, Seamus | TO A WINE JAR |
1963-1966
|
When Manlius was consul you were filled,
|
| 657.
| Heaney, Seamus | Tollund |
1996
|
That Sunday morning we had travelled far.
|
| 658.
| Heaney, Seamus | Tollund |
1996
|
That Sunday morning we had travelled far.
|
| 659.
| Heaney, Seamus | Toome |
1972
|
My mouth holds round
|
| 660.
| Heaney, Seamus | Toome |
1972
|
My mouth holds round
|
| 661.
| Heaney, Seamus | Traditions |
1972
|
Our guttural muse
|
| 662.
| Heaney, Seamus | Travel |
1972
|
Oxen supporting their heads
|
| 663.
| Heaney, Seamus | Trial Runs |
1975
|
WELCOME HOME YE LADS OF THE EIGHTH ARMY.
|
| 664.
| Heaney, Seamus | Trial Runs |
1975
|
WELCOME HOME YE LADS OF THE EIGHTH ARMY.
|
| 665.
| Heaney, Seamus | TRIPTYCH FOR THE EASTER BATTLERS |
1963-1966
|
It drew them compulsively as a lover:
|
| 666.
| Heaney, Seamus | Trout |
1966
|
Hangs, a fat gun-barrel,
|
| 667.
| Heaney, Seamus | Turkeys Observed |
1966
|
One observes them, one expects them;
|
| 668.
| Heaney, Seamus | TURKEYS OBSERVED |
1963-1966
|
One observes them, one expects them,
|
| 669.
| Heaney, Seamus | TWEED |
1966-1972
|
"The wool trade" - the phrase
|
| 670.
| Heaney, Seamus | Twice Shy |
1966
|
Her scarf Bardot,
|
| 671.
| Heaney, Seamus | TWICE SHY |
1963-1966
|
Her scarf a la Bardot,
|
| 672.
| Heaney, Seamus | Two Lorries |
1996
|
It's raining on black coal and warm wet ashes.
|
| 673.
| Heaney, Seamus | Two Lorries |
1996
|
It's raining on black coal and warm wet ashes.
|
| 674.
| Heaney, Seamus | Two Quick Notes |
1987
|
My old hard friend, how you sought
|
| 675.
| Heaney, Seamus | Two Stick Drawings |
1996
|
Claire O'Reilly used her granny's stick—
|
| 676.
| Heaney, Seamus | Two Stick Drawings |
1996
|
Claire O'Reilly used her granny's stick—
|
| 677.
| Heaney, Seamus | Ugolino |
1979
|
We had already left him. I walked the ice
|
| 678.
| Heaney, Seamus | Ugolino |
1979
|
We had already left him. I walked the ice
|
| 679.
| Heaney, Seamus | Undine |
1969
|
He slashed the briars, shovelled up grey silt
|
| 680.
| Heaney, Seamus | Undine |
1969
|
He slashed the briars, shovelled up grey silt
|
| 681.
| Heaney, Seamus | Unwinding |
1984
|
If the twine unravels to the very end
|
| 682.
| Heaney, Seamus | Valediction |
1966
|
Lady with the frilled blouse
|
| 683.
| Heaney, Seamus | Veteran's Dream |
1972
|
Mr Dickson, my neighbour,
|
| 684.
| Heaney, Seamus | Victorian Guitar |
1969
|
I expected the lettering to carry
|
| 685.
| Heaney, Seamus | Viking Dublin: Trial Pieces |
1975
|
It could be a jaw-bone
|
| 686.
| Heaney, Seamus | Viking Dublin: Trial Pieces |
1975
|
It could be a jaw-bone
|
| 687.
| Heaney, Seamus | Viking Dublin: Trial Pieces |
1975
|
It could be a jaw-bone
|
| 688.
| Heaney, Seamus | Villanelle for an Anniversary |
1986
|
A spirit moved, John Harvard walked the yard,
|
| 689.
| Heaney, Seamus | Visitant |
1975
|
It kept treading air,
|
| 690.
| Heaney, Seamus | Visitant |
1975
|
It kept treading air,
|
| 691.
| Heaney, Seamus | Voices from Lemnos |
1990
|
Philocretes.
|
| 692.
| Heaney, Seamus | Waterfall |
1966
|
The burn drowns steadily in its own downpour,
|
| 693.
| Heaney, Seamus | Wedding Day |
1972
|
I am afraid.
|
| 694.
| Heaney, Seamus | Wedding Day |
1972
|
I am afraid.
|
| 695.
| Heaney, Seamus | Wedding Day |
1972
|
I am afraid.
|
| 696.
| Heaney, Seamus | WEDDING DAY |
1966-1972
|
Oh my love I am afraid.
|
| 697.
| Heaney, Seamus | Weighing In |
1996
|
The 56 lb weight. A solid iron
|
| 698.
| Heaney, Seamus | Weighing In |
1996
|
The 56 lb. weight. A solid iron
|
| 699.
| Heaney, Seamus | Westering |
1972
|
I sit under Rand McNally's
|
| 700.
| Heaney, Seamus | Westering |
1972
|
I sit under Rand McNally's
|
| 701.
| Heaney, Seamus | Westering |
1972
|
I sit under Rand McNally's
|
| 702.
| Heaney, Seamus | WESTERING |
1966-1972
|
I sit under Rand McNally's
|
| 703.
| Heaney, Seamus | Whatever You Say Say Nothing |
1975
|
I'm writing just after an encounter
|
| 704.
| Heaney, Seamus | Wheels within Wheels |
1991
|
The first real grip I ever got on things
|
| 705.
| Heaney, Seamus | Wheels within Wheels |
1991
|
The first real grip I ever got on things
|
| 706.
| Heaney, Seamus | Whinlands |
1969
|
All year round the whin
|
| 707.
| Heaney, Seamus | Whinlands |
1969
|
All year round the whin
|
| 708.
| Heaney, Seamus | Whitby-sur-Moyola |
1996
|
Caedmon too I was lucky to have known,
|
| 709.
| Heaney, Seamus | Whitby-sur-Moyola |
1996
|
Caedmon too I was lucky to have known,
|
| 710.
| Heaney, Seamus | Widgeon |
1984
|
It had been badly shot.
|
| 711.
| Heaney, Seamus | Widgeon |
1984
|
It had been badly shot.
|
| 712.
| Heaney, Seamus | Wolfe Tone |
1987
|
Light as a skiff, manoeuvrable
|
| 713.
| Heaney, Seamus | Wolfe Tone |
1994
|
Light as a skiff, manoeuvrable
|
| 714.
| Heaney, Seamus | Wolfe Tone |
1987
|
Light as a skiff, manoeuvrable
|
| 715.
| Heaney, Seamus | WRITER AND TEACHER |
1963-1966
|
A humble master of two trades
|
| 716.
| Heaney, Seamus | YANK |
1966-1972
|
Kennedy thought he'd test him from the start
|
| 717.
| Heaney, Seamus | YOUNG BACHELOR |
1963-1966
|
From the mantel piece my lecture programme stares,
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