Mossbawn Sunlight

Mossbawn Sunlight

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 (Faber, 1975), copyright © Seamus Heaney 1975, used by permission of the author and the publisher

Recordings

Seamus Heaney Reading from his Poems

1Death of a Naturalist

2Blackberry Picking

3Mid-term Break

4The Peninsula

5Bogland

6Anahorish 7Broagh

8The Tollund Man

9Mossbawn Sunlight

10The Grauballe Man

11Exposure

12Oysters

13Casualty

14Glanmore Sonnets: Dogger, Rockall, Malin...

15The Harvest Bow

16The Underground

17A Kite for Michael and Christopher

18The Railway Children

19Station Island, section 7

20The Haw Lantern

21Clearances: sonnets 2, 3, 5, 8

22Fosterling

23Squarings: section 8

24Seeing Things

25The Skylight

26Two Lorries

27St Kevin and the Blackbird

28A Call

29Postscript

30Perch

31Bann Valley Eclogue

32Electric Light

33The Blackbird of Glanmore

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