by Niall McArdle
Today is National Poetry Day in the UK, so expect to see a lot of verse on the blogosphere.
In honour of the day, here is one of my favourite poems by Seamus Heaney
Squarings xlviii
Strange how things in the offing, once they’re sensed,
Convert to things foreknown;
And how what’s come upon is manifest
Only in light of what has been gone through.
Seventh heaven may be
The whole truth of a sixth sense come to pass.
At any rate, when light breaks over me
The way it did on the road beyond Coleraine
Where wind got saltier, the sky more hurried
And silver lamé shivered on the Bann
Out in mid-channel between the painted poles,
That day I’ll be in step with what escaped me.
#NationalPoetryDay
I’ve never read this one. I like it.
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it’s from Seeing Things http://books.google.ca/books/about/Seeing_Things.html?id=2y9tQgAACAAJ&redir_esc=y
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Thanks.
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What does this mean?
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i think it means that sometimes you realise as soon as things happen that you always knew it was going to be that way, but you didn’t know that you knew
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The brilliant culmination of one of the most brilliant collections to come from one of the most brilliant poets to come from one of the most literary of islands. That one means more than I can say.
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