Heaney is gone

A great man has passed.
That leaves me unutterably sad.

Sure, the world is a poorer place tonight for his passing.

…but so much richer for his gifts.

Solas síoraí, Seamus.

"
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests.
I’ll dig with it.
"

I had the pleasure and honor of meeting him, hearing him read his poetry and talk about writing when he was a guest writer at Wofford College, a small liberal arts college in my home town of Spartanburg, SC nearly thirty years ago:

http://www.wofford.edu/creativewriting/content.aspx?id=10976

I recall how kind he seemed and eager to share his wisdom with everyone there.

May God grant him memory eternal!

[Copying this thread to the Pub.]

Couple of Obits…

http://www.latimes.com/obituaries/la-me-seamus-heaney-20130831,0,6068430.story

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/08/31/arts/seamus-heaney-acclaimed-irish-poet-dies-at-74.html?_r=0

http://www.washingtonpost.com/entertainment/books/seamus-heaney-nobelist-whose-poems-were-the-essense-of-the-irish-soul-has-died-at-74/2013/08/30/6b9647f4-1180-11e3-bdf6-e4fc677d94a1_story.html

http://www.slate.com/blogs/browbeat/2013/08/30/seamus_heaney_rip_watch_a_montage_of_the_poet_reading_digging_over_the_years.html

Another kind of music…

http://artsbeat.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/08/30/another-kind-of-music/?smid=fb-share&_r=0