Treasure Island

Seamus Heaney

(April 13,1939 - August 30, 2013 / Castledàwson, County Londonderry)

A Kite for Aibhín


Air from another life and time and place,
Pale blue heavenly air is supporting
A white wing beating high against the breeze,
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  • Abhipsa Tripathy (6/10/2014 7:13:00 AM)

    Wow! a very nice poem on kite, I have never experienced to fly a kite but I enjoyed it very much & I invite you to red my poems sir. (Report) Reply

  • Joe Breunig (12/10/2013 5:04:00 AM)

    An enjoyable piece; I too have lost many a kite; RIP Seamus.

    -Joe Breunig,
    Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (9/5/2013 7:18:00 PM)

    A nice poem in the art of flying a kite. I remember that special
    activity on a clear blue day and not so windy. Still the calm is
    disturbed by an unforeseen gust of wind that causes the kite
    to spiral upward and flutter down to get lodged in a tree. Unable
    to dislodge the kite the string is cut and the kite is rising to heights
    unknown. A thoughtful write. (Report) Reply

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