Seamus Heaney (1939 - )

Seamus Heaney (b. April 13, 1939) is a poet, writer and lecturer from Northern Ireland. He is one of the most widely known and important poets working in English, or perhaps any language, today.

Heaney was born, the eldest of nine children, on a farm called Mossbawn, in County Derry thirty miles to the Northwest of Belfast, in Northern Ireland. He was brought up a Catholic. As a child he remembered watching American soldiers practising for the D-Day landings. The family left the farm in 1953. He was educated at the local primary school and St. Columb's College, a Catholic boarding school in Derry to which he was awarded a scholarship. At St Columbs he was taught the Irish language. He then attended Queen's University, Belfast.

In the sixties Heaney trained as a teacher and worked in schools in Belfast and Ballymurphy. It was at this time that he first started to publish poetry, beginning in 1962. His first book, Death of a Naturalist, was published in 1966. It met with much critical acclaim. In 1965 he met and married Marie Devlin. (Devlin is a writer herself and in 1994 published Over Nine Waves a collection of traditional Irish myths and legends.) They had three children.

Throughout the sixties, he was working, at formal meetings, with a number of writers including Michael Longley, Derek Mahon, and Philip Hobsbaum. In the seventies younger poets attended these meetings, now run by Heaney, including Paul Muldoon and Frank Ormsby. In 1968, with Michael Longley, Heaney took part in a reading tour called 'Room to Rhyme', this lead to quite a lot of exposure for the poet's work. He was appointed to the Arts Council in the Republic of Ireland in 1974. He became an elected Saoi of Aosdána. In 1972 Heaney left his lectureship at Belfast and moved to the Republic, working at a teacher training college in Dublin. In 1984, Heaney was appointed Boylston Professor of Rhetoric and Oratory, at Harvard University. In 1989, he was elected to be Professor of Poetry at Oxford University, which he held for a five-year term to 1994 (not requiring residence in Oxford).

Throughout this time he was publishing prolifically and dividing his time between Ireland and America. He also continued to give public readings, which were very popular. So well attended and keenly anticipated were these events that those who queued for tickets with such enthusiasm have sometimes been dubbed 'Heaneyboppers' suggesting an almost pop-music fanaticism on the part of his supporters.

He was awarded the Nobel Prize for literature in 1995.

The poems are by default sorted according to volume, but you can also choose to sort them alphabetically or by page views.

First Line	Comments
'We were killing pigs when the
1. Sunlight
A rowan like a lipsticked girl.
All year the flax-dam festered in the heart	5 Comments
And some time make the time to drive out west
As a child, they could not keep me from wells
As if he had been poured	2 Comments
As you plaited the harvest bow
Between my finger and my thumb	9 Comments
Fishermen at Ballyshannon	2 Comments
for T. P. Flanagan	1 Comment
Her scarf a la Bardot,	1 Comment
Here is the girl's head like an exhumed gourd.	7 Comments
I
I	7 Comments
I	2 Comments
I sat all morning in the college sick bay	24 Comments
I was six when I first saw kittens drown.	7 Comments
It is December in Wicklow:
Late August, given heavy rain and sun	4 Comments
My father worked with a horse-plough,	4 Comments
My "place of clear water,"	4 Comments
Perch on their water perch hung in the clear Bann River
So winter closed its fist	2 Comments
The piper coming from far away is you
The pockets of our greatcoats full of barley...	6 Comments
The tightness and the nilness round that space
The timeless waves, bright, sifting, broken glass,
There, in the corner, staring at his drink.	1 Comment
When you plunged