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Dark and wet but good,
This review is from: Poems, 1965-1975: Death of a Naturalist / Door Into the Dark / Wintering Out / North (Paperback)
Images of water and earth. often combined as mud or bogs, dominate these poems. Almost every one contains the words "dark" or "black." Many of them are memories of agricultural operations that sound so primitive (ploughing with horses, churning by hand) that I was not sure if they were genuine. (But should that make a difference? What if we learned that Seamus Heaney was born and raised in Manhattan? ). They are written in the colloquial style of the British "Movement" Some of them contain subtle rhymes and rhythms but some, such at the relatively cheerful "Churning Day" could just as well, or even better, be printed as chunks of prose. There is very little politics but it is evident that he writes as a Northern Itish Catholic.
It's the only book-length Heany I've read so I don't know how representative the selection is. It contains poems from "Death of a Naturalist," "Door Into the Dark." "Wintering Out," "A Northern Hoard," "North" and "Singing School."
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Kelp Murmur says:
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Gianni Giovane says:
I lived on a farm in Northern Ireland in 1939. I remember, very clearly, how the field was ploughed with a horse-drawn plough. I'm sure they continued ploughing with horses for a number of years after since it was many years after the war before a full recovery to took place there.
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