Liver-thick mud
A touching recollection by Seamus Heaney of a moment decades before which wedded him to a particular landscape. I like...
The masonry of verse
A brick-solid image to convey a sense of Anglo-Saxon verse, implying it is precisely constructed and built for the ages. ...
War as weaving
This is the first time I have heard of the gods weaving human fate on a loom; echoes of Penelope, but...
Death-haunted aubade
This triologism emerges from Seamus Heaney's imagining how Philip Larkin would have written The Divine Comedy, triggered by his reading...
Horn-pronged gables
This reminds me of some of the pointed and upturning gables and eaves in traditional Chinese and south-east Asian architecture.
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Hard-won ledge
A sensitive commentary by Seamus Heaney on a poem by Sylvia Plath, 'Mussel Hunter at Rock Harbor'. He describes:
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Luminously-peopled air
I don't quite know what 'luminously-peopled air' means - perhaps that the air was full of the sounds of luminous...
Thick-witted world
Here's an example of the commentary being arguably more poetic than the poem.  Seamus Heaney's essay on Edwin Muir sums...
Unreel writing
There's something of fairy-tale magic in this idea of writing as a thread teased out from the writer's cupboard of...
Use it wisely
May those who have life-marking power use it wisely. Â It struck me as a curious phrase.
Source: Beowulf, Seamus Heaney...
Mote-lit stillness
Commenting on some poems by Edwin Muir, Seamus Heaney says:
They return us, a little too unscathed, to the...
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