When the Bird Sings Very Close: Two Poems by Seamus Heaney

Robert Lowell, one of my poetry heroes, called him “the most important Irish Poet since Yeats.” The Belfast Telegraph claims him as one of their own, since he grew up in Northern Ireland, in the village of Bellaghy, and will now be buried there in south Derry. Dublin seems to claim him since he lived, and now…

“Security,” a Poem by William Stafford

It’s been a while since we’ve revisited William Stafford. It is time. I love this poem, and I so wish I would have had a chance to workshop with William Stafford before he passed away. Photos here are by my dear friend David of David Alexander Photography Studios in Northern Ireland. Lovely memories of a…

“Atavism,” a Poem by William Stafford, read by DJB

I don’t know why this didn’t work the first time. I can only say that the Droid has its issues, or the app for WordPress has its issues, probably both. In either case, I have tried multiple times to do postings from my phone, and it just never works right. So here it is again….