Whatever You Say Say Nothing audiofile (6:06).
Today I felt like reading a Heaney poem. The text of Whatever You Say Say Nothing. It's a powerful poem and requires no explanation from me.
The Lindens are in Flower
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On these nights in July When you must be elsewhere The bedroom still grows
warm And I open the window to breathe. Outside, the lindens are in flower.
When ...
3 days ago
2 comments:
Occasionally, I forget how good a poet Heaney is. Thanks for the jog; ya done him justice.
You're welcome.
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