somethingdarker | Potential Titles: Seamus Heaney

The tall kingdom over your shoulder - Seamus Heaney "Act of Union"

With a decadent sweet art - Seamus Heaney "Aisling"

The wind's vowel blowing through the hazels - Seamus Heaney "Aisling"

Girded with root and rock - Seamus Heaney "Antaeus"

Those in high places daunted - Seamus Heaney "Anything Can Happen"

The heaven's weight lifts up off Atlas - Seamus Heaney "Anything Can Happen"

Ice no axe or book will break - Seamus Heaney "Audenesque"

Ice of Archangelic strength - Seamus Heaney "Audenesque"

Ice of this hard two-faced month - Seamus Heaney "Audenesque"

Ice like Dante's in deep hell - Seamus Heaney "Audenesque"

Growth rings of iron, flint and bronze - Seamus Heaney "Belderg"

Derive a forked root from that ground - Seamus Heaney "Belderg"

A world-tree of balanced stones - Seamus Heaney "Belderg"

Gunfire barks its questions - Seamus Heaney "The Betrothal of Cavehill"

To bed me down among my love's hideouts - Seamus Heaney "The Betrothal of Cavehill"

Touched by sweetbriar and tangled vetch - Seamus Heaney "Come to the Bower"

Out of the black maw of the peat - Seamus Heaney "Come to the Bower"

The riverbed's washed dream of gold - Seamus Heaney "Come to the Bower"

Manumitted by parchments and decrees - Seamus Heaney "Freedman"

Kneel to be impressed by ashes - Seamus Heaney "Freedman"

One of the earth-starred denizens - Seamus Heaney "Freedman"

Their estimating, census-taking eyes - Seamus Heaney "Freedman"

The muffled drumming of ten thousand engines - Seamus Heaney "Funeral Rites"

Opens inwards to a dark elderberry place - Seamus Heaney "The Grauballe Man"

His future hung with trophies - Seamus Heaney "Hercules and Antaeus"

Into a dream of loss and origins - Seamus Heaney "Hercules and Antaeus"

Of votive goods and sabred fugitives - Seamus Heaney "Kinship"

Of earth dreaming its root in flowers and snow - Seamus Heaney "Kinship"

Mutation of weathers and seasons - Seamus Heaney "Kinship"

Inclined to the appetites of gravity - Seamus Heaney "Kinship"

The kite a thin-stemmed flower - Seamus Heaney "A Kite for Aibhin"

Rising to the tick of two clocks - Seamus Heaney "Mossbawn: Two Poems in Dedication for Mary Heaney 1. Sunlight"

Only the secular powers of the Atlantic thundering - Seamus Heaney "North"

The unmagical invitations of Iceland - Seamus Heaney "North"

Glinting in the gravel of thawed streams - Seamus Heaney "North"

Lifted again in violence and epiphany - Seamus Heaney "North"

A ring to store the memories of love - Seamus Heaney "Punishment"

Careful to test out the scaffolding - Seamus Heaney "Scaffolding"

Old bridges breaking between - Seamus Heaney "Scaffolding"

A line of turnips where the seed ran out - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 2. A Constable Calls"

The black hole in the barracks - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 2. A Constable Calls"

Only the bullying sun of Madrid - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 4. Summer 1969"

Talked our way home over starlit plains - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 4. Summer 1969"

Flourished the stained cape of his heart - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 4. Summer 1969"

Painted with his fists and elbows - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 4. Summer 1969"

Discerned the lineaments of patience - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 5. Fosterage"

Words imposing on my tongue like obols - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 5. Fosterage"

Birches inheriting the last light - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 6. Exposure"

A slingstone whirled for the desperate - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 6. Exposure"

Prismatic counseling and the anvil brains - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 6. Exposure"

Each drop recalls the diamond absolutes - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 6. Exposure"

Taking protective colouring from bole and bark - Seamus Heaney "Singing School: 6. Exposure"

Under the masonry of state and statute - Seamus Heaney "The Unacknowledged Legislator's Dream"

The craft's mystery improvised on bone - Seamus Heaney "Viking Dublin: Trial Pieces"

The netted routes of ancestry and trade - Seamus Heaney "Viking Dublin: Trial Pieces"

Where bad news is no longer news - Seamus Heaney "Whatever You Say Say Nothing"

From gas and protest to gelignite and sten - Seamus Heaney "Whatever You Say Say Nothing"

The heretic has come at last to heel - Seamus Heaney "Whatever You Say Say Nothing"

Of open minds as open as a trap - Seamus Heaney "Whatever You Say Say Nothing"

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