Heaney Poems - Poems about Heaney

...Ulster poet Seamus Heaney ever a favourite with me In which nostalgic childhood shines through to become a Nobel winner too......Read the rest...

...After Yeats and Heaney, you wonder when the new one will come galloping out of Dublin or perhaps from yet another farm but you won’t know until you read the lines and hear the music by s......Read the rest...

...He keeps himself confined, to bluster now, and remonstrate the struggle being more than he can bear. Pieces of him pulverized, fashioned from the sweat of his own making to a glimpse of the immo......Read the rest...

......inspired by 'Goodnight' by Seamus Heaney From dark to black they staggered, felt for familiar surfaces, they groped, until the lantern flickered, faint glow resurrecting shadows. Cold......Read the rest...

......inspired by 'Fireside' by Seamus Heaney Flashlight tracings trap and dazzle, dancing in the twilight. Children hurry through the meadow, flip-flops flapping, eager beavers chasing dreams. ......Read the rest...

......inspired by 'Goodnight' by Seamus Heaney From dark to black they staggered, felt for familiar surfaces, they groped until the lantern flickered, faint glow resurrecting shadows. Cold and ......Read the rest...

......inspired by 'The Railway Children' by Seamus Heaney Memories as sharp as diamonds, keen as knives, the smell of train smoke burns my nostrils still. Chilly mornings, misty, magic, gleaming ......Read the rest...

...He keeps himself confined, to bluster now, and remonstrate the struggle being more than he can bear. Pieces of him pulverized, fashioned from the sweat of his own making to a glimpse of the immo......Read the rest...

......inspired by 'An Artist' by Seamus Heaney He keeps himself confined, to bluster now, and remonstrate the struggle being more than he can bear. Pieces of him pulverized, fashioned from the ......Read the rest...

......inspired by 'Goodnight' by Seamus Heaney From dark to black they staggered, felt for familiar surfaces, they groped, until the lantern flickered, faint glow resurrecting shadows. Cold and......Read the rest...

...(for Seamus Heaney) as if the pale stones share the warmth between two sides sea and field cut early light and full morning the path weathered and slow......Read the rest...

...What an opportunity. A blank piece of paper. I am a poem, I can fill this white void, My words will spill over the page. Will they tumble with joy or sorrow? Will I make you laugh or cry - perha......Read the rest...

...A HEANEY EKPHRASIS Lyrical in beauty,dug from the depths of the past. A storyteller, articulate in elegaic stanza writing words to last.Of farm life and childhood, deep in Irish terra firma i......Read the rest...

...Poets in literal meaning are not responsive to normative rules of dying moreover just like the Saints they do not fit into a written conventions of the existence of the survival at all ......Read the rest...

...In recognition of the Nobel Poet Laureat Seamus Heaney, who a few minutes before he left this world last Friday echoed the Words of the King before He rose from this earth; NOLI TIMERE....... DO N......Read the rest...