No surprise there, right? If you clicked through to the "Tollund Man" link on my last post, perhaps you listened to Seamus Heaney read some of his poems. If you didn’t, oh, do!
When all the others were away at Mass
I was all hers as we peeled potatoes.
They broke the silence, let fall one by one
Like solder weeping off the soldering iron…
This week’s Poetry Friday roundup is at Two Writing Teachers.
Sunday Poem: My Kind of Woman
Poetry Friday: Amy Lowell
“We ran as if to meet the moon”
Poetry Friday: Rigs o’ Rye