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My father and mother had no sense of entitlement for their children.

Seamus Heaney

Even if the last move did not succeed, the inner command says move again.
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Command Move Success
I think of Dermot Healy as the heir to Patrick Kavanagh.
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Myself Thinking
I’m very conscious that people dear to me are alive in my imagination – poets in particular.
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Conscious Imagination Myself People Poet
Every time you read a poem aloud to yourself in the presence of others, you are reading it into yourself and them. Voice helps to carry words farther and deeper than the eye.
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Eyes Poem Reading Time Voice
The faking of feelings is a sin against the imagination.
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Deep Fake Feeling Imagination Sin
The murder of Sean Brown hurt my soul.
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Hurt Murder Myself Soul
My father was a creature of the archaic world, really. He would have been entirely at home in a Gaelic hill-fort. His side of the family, and the houses I associate with his side of the family, belonged to a traditional rural Ireland.
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Associate Creature Family Father Traditional World
The amount of sensory material stored up or stored down in the brain’s and the body’s systems is inestimable. It’s like a culture at the bottom of a jar, although it doesn’t grow, I think, or help anything else to grow unless you find a way to reach it and touch it.
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Amount Culture Growth Help Material Myself System Thinking
What I’ve said before, only half in joke, is that everybody in Ireland is famous. Or, maybe better, say everybody is familiar.
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Better Famous Myself Talk
A public expectation, it has to be said, not of poetry as such but of political positions variously approvable by mutually disapproving groups.
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Expectation Group Poetry Position
The Heaneys were aristocrats, in the sense that they took for granted a code of behavior that was given and unspoken. Argumentation, persuasion, speech itself, for God’s sake, just seemed otiose and superfluous to them.
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Argument Aristocrats Behavior God Talk
I always had a superstitious fear of setting up a too well-designed writing place and then finding that the writing had absconded.
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Design Fear Finding Myself Place Superstition Writing
The end of art is peace.
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Art End One Liner Peace
In a war situation or where violence and injustice are prevalent, poetry is called upon to be something more than a thing of beauty.
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Beautiful Injustice Situation Violence
I think of the bog as a feminine goddess-ridden ground, rather like the territory of Ireland itself.
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Goddess Myself Territory Thinking
My father and mother had no sense of entitlement for their children.
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Children Father Mom Myself

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