Seamus Heaney Poems

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11.
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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12.
Act Of Union

I

To-night, a first movement, a pulse,
As if the rain in bogland gathered head
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13.
Rite Of Spring

So winter closed its fist
And got it stuck in the pump.
The plunger froze up a lump
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14.
The Early Purges

I was six when I first saw kittens drown.
Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits',
Into a bucket; a frail metal sound,
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15.
Exposure

It is December in Wicklow:
Alders dripping, birches
Inheriting the last light,
The ash tree cold to look at.
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16.
From The Frontier Of Writing

The tightness and the nilness round that space
when the car stops in the road, the troops inspect
its make and number and, as one bends his face
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17.
Docker

There, in the corner, staring at his drink.
The cap juts like a gantry's crossbeam,
Cowling plated forehead and sledgehead jaw.
Speech is clamped in the lips' vice.
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18.
Personal Helicon

for Michael Longley

As a child, they could not keep me from wells
And old pumps with buckets and windlasses.
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19.
Limbo

Fishermen at Ballyshannon
Netted an infant last night
Along with the salmon.
An illegitimate spawning,
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20.
Anahorish

My 'place of clear water,'
the first hill in the world
where springs washed into
the shiny grass
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