Mossbawn, Seamus Heaney

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There was a sunlit absence.
The helmeted pump in the yard
heated its iron,
water honeyed

in the slung bucket
and the sun stood
like a griddle cooling
against the wall

of each long afternoon.
So, her hands scuffled
over the bakeboard,
the reddening stove

sent its plaque of heat
against her where she stood
in a floury apron
by the window.

Now she dusts the board
with a goose’s wing,
now sits, broad-lapped,
with whitened nails

and measling shins:
here is a space
again, the scone rising
to the tick of two clocks.

And here is love
like a tinsmith’s scoop
sunk past its gleam
in the meal-bin.

From “North”, 1975

© Seamus Heaney
Source: Poetry. NobelPrize.org. Nobel Media AB 2018. Fri. 7 Sep 2018.

The Seamus Heaney Listen Now Again exhibition is currently running in the Bank of Ireland Culture and Heritage Centre, College Street, Dublin 2.

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