Sheena Blackhall

Gold Star - 5,789 Points (18/8/1947 / Aberdeen)

Seamus Heaney's Pen - Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Tho I've never met it, I know that Heaney's pen
Is whimsical. It's got a mind of its own,
One of those lyrical trap door minds
You walk across, and Poof you're in the basement.
All you hear is Seamus Heaney's pen,
Irishly laughing.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 7, 2010

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