Heaney

S'up!
So I wasn't really planning on blogging today, nothing new or remotely interesting has happened since Sunday but I had an urge to share with you my favourite poem.
I'm not sure if any of ye, who aren't Irish, have heard of Seamus Heaney, he's very famous here as one of the best Irish poets to ever have lived. and he's definitely my favourite poet.
This, "Postscript", is my newly-discovered favourite favourite poem by him. Maybe it's because I've been there, or just because I just found the imagery particularly vivid and striking. Either way, here it is-

Postscript by Seamus Heaney

And some time make the time to drive out west
Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore,
In September or October, when the wind
And the light are working off each other
So that the ocean on one side is wild
With foam and glitter, and inland among stones
The surface of a slate-grey lake is lit
By the earthed lightening of a flock of swans,
Their feathers roughed and ruffling, white on white,
Their fully-grown headstrong looking heads
Tucked or cresting or busy underwater.
Useless to think you'll park and capture it
More thoroughly, you are neither here nor there,
A hurry through which known and strange things pass
As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways
And catch the heart off guard and blow it open.

West Coast of Clare by Carmel Doherty

 

Hope ye enjoyed it as much as I did, until next time,

Rosie