Seamus Heaney quotes - 10 of
The bogholes might be Atlantic seepage.
The wet centre is bottomless.
An astounding crate full of air.
We have no prairies
To slice a big sun at evening-- ...
It was a day of cold
Raw silence, wind-blown ...
As you find a rhythm ...
Slow consolation Of a dawdling engine,
At closing time would go
In waders and peaked cap ...
Plodder through midnight rain, Question me again.
Right down the dam gross-bellied frogs were cocked
On sods; their loose necks pulsed like sails. Some hopped: ...
and wait and watch until
The fattening dots burst into nimble- Swimming tadpoles.
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