(A link to the NYTimes video on the work of Seamus Heaney)
The main thing is to write for the joy of it. Cultivate a work-lust that imagines its haven like your hands at night, dreaming the sun in the sunspot of a breast. You are fasted now, light-headed, dangerous. Take off from here. And don’t be so earnest. via Seamus Heaney, Acclaimed Irish Poet, Dies at 74 – NYTimes.com.
Alan Hollinghurst’s “The Stranger’s Child” Review : The New Yorker. That which I am reading now. Yes, I have a definite Booker bent to my reading tastes. No, this book didn’t win the Booker, but another of the author’s books did — The Line of Beauty. And I wouldn’t have found this here book — The Stranger’s Child — without having been curious about its author’s other books, on account of the prize win. Related articles The Line […]
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