Friday, August 30, 2013

Wish to you send a bunch of Heaney...

Wish to you send a bunch
Of Heaney...
Nay,
He passed
He turned
He ran,
He fled,

God...
He ran and fled
For He could not withstand
"Mud grenades"
Thrown at Him
Perhaps ...

God...

A death of a Naturalist
This evening as a news comes
So teary,
So unbearable,
So bearable,

That
Wish to send
A bunch of Heaney...
To you...

(Note: as a tribute to Seamus Heaney, )

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