Tuesday, July 14, 2015

time to go


Now it’s high watermark

and floodtide in the heart

and time to go.

The sea-nymphs in the spray

will be the chorus now.

What’s left to say?

Suspect too much sweet-talk

but never close your mind.

It was a fortunate wind

that blew me here. I leave

half-ready to believe

that a crippled trust might walk

and the half-true rhyme is love.

–Seamus Heaney
from The Cure at Troy


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