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 Night, Trembling
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The Night, Trembling I remember you arrivinga little shy, your gaze
intent,in early spring long beforemagnolias or even the crocuses. Our
mouths moved quic...
6 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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