May 10, 2009
I‘m two thirds of the way through Stepping Stones, Dennis O’Driscoll’s interviews with Seamus Heaney, which effectively constitute an autobiography. (So expect the Heaney tag in the sidebar to keep getting bigger.) It’s like reading in High Definition. There are some spectacular moments, like Heaney’s description of a visionary experience among the skyscrapers of Manhattan, [...]
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April 26, 2009
The poet’s only hope is to be infinitely sensitive to what his gift is, and this in itself seems to be another gift that few poets possess. ‘Context’, Winter Pollen Apart from self-knowledge, this is a good argument for feedback – provided you can find an infinitely sensitive critic (who doesn’t mince their words).
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