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| Seamus Heaney/Tara 2010 |
The first poem I can remember by Seamus Heaney was from the early seventies or sometime back then when The Flying Column used it as an intro to Boolavogue. I may be way off on the dates or material but you can give it a listen on youtube if you stray across. It is one of those poems that tends to stay with you and seems to draw breath or change pace through the middle or maybe you need to stress a word or two that is not obvious from the page. Anyway it is very powerful and you can give it a listen or even maybe your own reading. Seamus I think was his own man and careful to distance himself from either side though I wouldn't be familiar with most of his work. I read through Death of a Naturalist again last night, or gave it a quick read through and many of the poems quoted in the newspapers seem to come from there. He was on Tara for Heritage Sunday in 2010 and the photo above comes from there. The excerpt from the poem is taken from "voices and poetry of ireland" and was the selection of Tommy Makem.
The hillside blushed, soaked in our broken wave.
They buried us without shroud or coffin
And in august the barley grew up out of the grave.
Requiem for the Croppies
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