Tuesday, September 10, 2013


i.m. Seamus Heaney 1939 - 2013


The Blackbird is no more
In sweet Glanmore
And yet still
The songs he sang
Sing on and echo
Rebounding and redoubling
Far beyond the Wicklow Hills
Mossbawn to Moscow
Navan, Nullarbor
In Athens, Ashford and Athy
The song is heard
Trilling, growing, soaring.

Martin Swords
Wicklow Writers
September 2013

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