Fern Hill (Poem), Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night (Poem), A Refusal to Mourn the Death, By Fire, of a Child in London (Poem), Eighteen Poems (Poetry collection), The Force That Through the Green Fuse Drives the Flower (Poem), Altarwise by Owl-light (Poetry collection), Before I Knocked (Poem), In Country Heaven (Poem), In the White Giant's Thigh (Poem), A Process in the Weather of the Heart (Poem), After the Funeral, Before I Knocked and Flesh Let Enter, Collected Poems, Do Not Go Gentle, Lament, and Poem in October
[(essay date fall 1993) In the following essay, Heaney examines Thomas's critical reputation in the years since his death.] Dylan Thomas is by now as much a case history as [...]
A Christmas Childhood, A Soul for Sale, Ante-Natal Dream, Auditors In, Canal Bank Sonnets, Canal Bank Walk, Come Dance with Kitty Stobling, Epic, If ever you go to Dublin Town, In Memory of My Mother, Kerr's Ass, Prelude, Shancoduff, Spraying the Potatoes, and To the Man after the Harrow
[(essay date 1987) In the essay below, poet Heaney relates his personal experience with Kavanagh's poetry and its importance to his life through several decades.] In 1939, the year that [...]
Nineteenth-Century Literature Criticism, vol. 70. 1999.
Cuirt an Mheain Oidhche, Cuirt an Mheain Oidhche (The Midnight Court), and The Midnight Court
[In the following essay (originally a lecture delivered at Oxford University), Heaney, the best known Irish poet of the late twentieth century, traces the political contexts of earlier interpretations of [...]
The Wilson Quarterly. Winter, 1996, Vol. 20 Issue 1, p100, 1 p.
Deserted harbour stillness. Every stone Clarified and dormant under water, The harbour wall a masonry of silence. Fullness. Shimmer. Laden high Atlantic The moorings barely stirred in, very slight [...]
World Literature Today. Spring, 1996, Vol. 70 Issue 2, p252, 8 p.
Poetry -- Appreciation
Poetry creates the stability so necessary in living in reality. The world's reality is that of a slaughterhouse where peace seems to be just the pause between each slaughter. In such a world as this, poetry, like all the other art forms, serves as a landmark and a reminder of what has been achieved and what can be achieved. It keeps individuals in touch with their humaneness in the face of humanity's inhumanity.