Friday 23 October 2015


When I came across this poem for the first time yesterday, it was love at first read. A stumbled-upon gift that stilled time for a few beautiful seconds.

As with all of Seamus Heaney's work, this poem is subtly clever, so linguistically astute yet at the same time, laden with authentic emotion. Perfection. 

The Rescue - Seamus Heaney 

In drifts of sleep I came upon you
Buried to your waist in snow.
You reached your arms out: I came to
Like water in a dream of thaw.

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