Quotation by Seamus Heaney

The cold smell of potato mould, the squelch and slap
Of soggy peat, the curt cuts of an edge
Through living roots awaken in my head.
But I've no spade to follow men like them.
Seamus Heaney (b. 1939), Irish poet, critic. Digging (l. 25–28). . .

Selected Poems 1966–1987 [Seamus Heaney]. (1990) Farrar, Straus and Giroux.
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