Six Poems
Seamus Heaney, 26 October 1989
“... past in silence Swifter (it seems) than the water’s passage. For certain ones what was written may come true: They shall live on in the distance At the mouths of rivers. For our ones, no. They will re-enter Dryness that was heaven on earth to them, Happy to eat the scones baked out of clay. For some, perhaps, the delta’s reed beds And cold bright-footed ... ”