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 Stir of Lupins
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The Stir of Lupins On the back roads in JulyI can’t hear tractors
anymoreover the hum of bees in the sun. Days like this a breeze amblesdown
the treeline, ...
1 week 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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