Treasure Island

paddy d daly

(11 7 1961 / balinasloe)

To Seamus Heaney


The ink You used
was bluestone,
The paper Whitewash,
We used it to spray
the spuds and paint
the walls, you might
have done that too,
Instead,
You ploughed furrows
of blue on white and
We reaped the harvest.

(Seamus Heaney RIP)

Submitted: Wednesday, October 09, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013

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Written on the day he passed

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  • Noreen Carden (12/29/2013 1:49:00 PM)

    This is a beautiful tribute to the master so well written a touch of the Heaney about it well done (Report) Reply

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