Death of Irish Poet Seamus Heaney
I love words. I adore poetry. So it was sad that the pen of Seamus Heaney is stilled by his death this week, following a recent illness. The tributes have poured in from across the world, and doubtless the eulogy at his funeral tomorrow will be eloquent, as befits the man.
Today, I listened to a BBC Radio 4 recording of Seamus reading a selection of his own poetry and it was intensely moving. He always intended his poetry should be heard, rather than read.