Het eerste koninkrijk : een keuze uit de gedichten (1966-1996)

Het eerste koninkrijk : een keuze uit de gedichten (1966-1996)

Seamus Heaney Peter Nijmeijer / Dec 12, 2019

Het eerste koninkrijk een keuze uit de gedichten An updated version of Seamus Heaney s New Selected Poems which has been expanded to include work from two subsequent collections Seeing Things and the award winning The Spirit Level as

  • Title: Het eerste koninkrijk : een keuze uit de gedichten (1966-1996)
  • Author: Seamus Heaney Peter Nijmeijer
  • ISBN: 9789029050760
  • Page: 123
  • Format: Paperback
  • An updated version of Seamus Heaney s New Selected Poems 1966 1987 , which has been expanded to include work from two subsequent collections, Seeing Things and the award winning The Spirit Level , as well as poems not previously published.

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      • Seamus Heaney Peter Nijmeijer

        Seamus Justin Heaney was an Irish poet, writer and lecturer from County Derry, Ireland He was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1995, for works of lyrical beauty and ethical depth, which exalt everyday miracles and the living past Heaney on.


    1. Sad day for the rest of us. nytimes/2013/08/31/art_____________________________________It's the time of year when everything brings this poem into my head. I think Seamus Heaney has a brilliant ability to create momentum. Also, blackberry picking is one of my favorite things that I never do anymore.Blackberry-PickingLate August, given heavy rain and sunFor a full week, the blackberries would ripen.At first, just one, a glossy purple clotAmong others, red, green, hard as a knot.You ate that first [...]

    2. Re-reading as homage. God, the hard-edged music of him! Lines you feel in your mouth like chewy, brackish bread. Interestingly, for me (and possibly for any of you who read my Recognitions review), is that the location of my first sighting of the ship in the sky was here (from Lightenings): The annals say: when the monks of Clonmacnoise Were all at prayers inside the oratory A ship appeared above them in the air. The anchor dragged along behind so deep It hooked itself into the altar rails And t [...]

    3. COMPOSING IN DARKNESSHomage to Seamus Heaney (1939-2013)Seamus Heaney, Ireland's foremost poet who won the 1995 Nobel Prize for Literature 'for works of lyrical beauty and ethical depth, which exalt everyday miracles and the living past' , died on Friday, August 30 . As the greatest Irish poet of his generation, he never lost his instinctive feel for the universal rhythms of rural life, his ability to see the extraordinary in the humblest of places, and to express it with an eloquence and beauty [...]

    4. 2/5starsOKay i'm sure this collection of poems is fine or whatever and I'm sure Seamus Heaney is a good poet considering he's won a shit ton of awards. buti hate poetryi hate it so muchevery time we do it in school i want to rip my face offbut ESPECIALLY this collection like this legit seemed like Heaney wrote a paragraph story and then just put rANDOM LINEN BREAKS OH MY LORD I HATE POETRYanyways, we didn't read all of them we read: Digging, Death of a Naturalist ,Blackberry Picking, Mid-Term br [...]

    5. People in Northern Ireland rather think that Seamus Heaney – “Famous Seamus”, they say with irony – belongs to them. They feel he is close to them, expressing their everyday concerns. Even when he ventures into abstruse territory, for example, translating Beowulf or Antigone, Ulster people sense that even these texts express concerns they share with him. Gaelic football is a big preoccupation in the area he was brought up. So when I found myself there discussing football, it was no surpr [...]

    6. Heaney's diction reminds me that there are many small, old words which I do not know. When I read his poetry, I sense that he loves our language, but especially the kinds of words which are timeworn and can be held in the hand, words which, like old, oiled tools, have served and been put to good use. His metaphors rise up out of the landscape of his country; he writes of earth and natural setting, but he also wrtites with the perspective of an older man, looking back on familiar places and memor [...]

    7. If you like poetry then give this poet a try. I am glad I did. What a pleasure to read. I read this in the early morning part of my commute and it was wonderful to drink my morning coffee and enjoy such beautiful sentiments about both serious and humorous subject matter and even some mythology. Best reads pile. Highly recommended to those who enjoy reading poetry.

    8. SongA rowan like a lipsticked girl.Between the by-road and the main roadAlder trees at a wet and dripping distanceStand off among the rushes.There are the mud-flowers of dialect And the immortelles of perfect pitchAnd that moment when the bird sings very closeTo the music of what happens.

    9. I made this five stars in defiance of Michelle. I am THE Five Star Slut. And proud of it. But nois is a brilliant collection of poetry. Seriously.

    10. SongA rowan like a lipsticked girl.Between the by-road and the main roadAlder trees at a wet and dripping distanceStand off among the rushes. There are the mud-flowers of dialectAnd the immortelles of perfect pitchAnd that moment when the bird sings very closeTo the music of what happens.Can anyone, really, compare with Seamus Heaney? (I think not.) (I could drink of him all day never feel like I'd had enough. And I don't even really know how to read poetry.) Favorites, which might as well just [...]

    11. This should really be on my "always reading shelf." I love his poetry. It's grounded, almost smelling of the earth (of his native Irish soil), and gritty without being graphic or turning too hard an edge. In an interview following the publication of his new translation of Beowulf, Heaney talks of the old Anglo-Saxon poet and the warrior culture evoked in the poem. He speaks about the heart of the poet grieved by the cruelty of the world, the loss of home, of safety, of companions: a grief not un [...]

    12. Poems mostly on the strange and ambiguous spaces of everyday life, which I often found a bit too vague to be very moving. The language, though, is unbelievable. I've never read anyone who had such an amazing ear for the jagged music of the English tongue, nor such an ability to craft the hard-edged cadences of Anglo-Saxon speech.

    13. As I started reading this collection, something struck me as familiar, and then I hit the poem “Digging”, wherein in I said aloud to myself: “Oh, this is the bog poet!”. The other people on the Greyhound (who weren’t asleep) were probably like, “what?”, but who cares about them! I remembered I had read Heaney before, back in University, where the professor I had quite a crush on spent 3-4 classes on Heaney’s work, specifically on his bog poems such as “Bog Queen” and “Tollu [...]

    14. The books I had been looking for had been checked out. There was nothing but crap to be found on the new acquisitions shelf. The librarian was announcing the library would be closing in five minutes. I saw this book waling towards the exit. I had heard "Famous Seamus'" praises sung by historians, fellow celtaphiles (anam caras), Nobel Prize groupies, and even by my son who brought home a college assigned copy of Heaney's translation of Beowulf. What is more the feast of St. Patick's was to take [...]

    15. As if we needed any proof that Seamus Heaney's Nobel Prize in Literature was well-deserved--the (somewhat abridged) collection of his volumes of poetry from 1966-1996, contained in Opened Ground prove this. Heaney's collected poems illustrate a discovery of (Irish) heritage, an awakening from childhood into adulthood, and an astounding awareness of the "little" things in life. From the opening poem--the well-known "Digging"--we are immediately immersed in Heaney's world of ancestry, the burden o [...]

    16. In recent years I have tried to read one major poetry anthology each year. Heaney's 'Opened Ground' seems to have been that book for 2016. I've not read a great deal of Irish literature, but earlier this year I read James Joyce's 'Dubliners' and enjoyed it very much. Heaney's poetry has been a good counterpoint to that.The poetry is rich and meaningful and rewards close study. It is heavily situated in Irish geography, culture and the politics of the second half of the 20th Century, so is more e [...]

    17. I love Seamus Heaney's poetry and I have a few scattered collections - Stations, Death of a Naturalist - but I've recently treated myself to this because it covers most of Seamus' collections, from the first in 1966 right up to The Spirit Level in 1996. This gives a wonderful overview of the development of his work and it also includes his Nobel lecture 'Crediting Poetry'.Seamus chose the poems to be included himself, weeding out ones he was no longer happy with and some of the poems were re-wri [...]

    18. Seamus Heaney has so many qualities I appreciate in a poet. He's grounded. He writes about fields, work, nature, relationships, people. His word choices - well, he's Irish, and it shows all over the place - and there's some of that old Beowulf influence in there too. One of his more well-known and characteristic poems as a sample:Digging Between my finger and my thumbThe squat pen rests; snug as a gun.Under my window, a clean rasping soundWhen the spade sinks into gravelly ground:My father, digg [...]

    19. It doesn't seem right to say I "read" Opened Ground, as if at a moment in time I read the poems and now I am finished. It is more that I opened the cover and stepped into Seamus Heaney's Ireland and spent some time there conversing with the people he conversed with, smelling the scents he smelled, feeling the land that nurtured him; it seems more that I spent some time with the poet, observing and absorbing. As a little teaser, here is the Chorus in "Voices from Lemnos":Human beings suffer.They [...]

    20. This is vintage Heaney, of course, and Heaney is one of those poets who can never be anyone other than who he is and whose voice is so a part of him and his words and themes that opening this book is like being rushed by a wave of Heaniness. The images of Ireland: cold, foggy, soggy, boggy, and peat-covered, are the meat of his art, even when the subject is not explicitly Irish. That aesthetic is the prevailing one throughout. Heaney has an eye for the quotidian as quotidian; he doesn't have to [...]

    21. What does a Nobel Prize for poetry mean? Nothing unless it is accompanied by the kind of work Heaney has accomplished. Among my top 5 favorite poets ever, he may not appreciate my claim that he is a direct descendant of William Carlos Williams, but every poem has that same laser-like observation, that talent of looking into objects and scenes until they flower open into the world again. One could spend a life with this book.

    22. Very much love Seamus Heaney's work and this collection contains much of his very best. To be sure, there is plenty that I find obscure and difficult to penetrate (at least without a good teacher), but an equal number of poems with impeccable, compelling use of language that is completely accessible.

    23. Worth it for the poems from North alone. Scary good. Heaney is a masterful poet of ambivalence and ambiguity, two themes that he often reflects on as he navigates irish politics and attempts to reconcile the Ireland of old with modernity. I feel like I've discovered an honest to god treasure in this book. Beautiful beautiful poetry

    24. It is, of course, pointless to mark a volume of poetry as "read." I will be returning to this volume, to read those poems yet undiscovered, to reread those that have touched me. This volume explores thirty years of Heaney's work; I enjoyed selecting a few from each era to compare and contrast how his writing and themes changed over time. Heaney is a storyteller, a weaver, a conjurer.

    25. Took me well over a year to read, mostly because I could only read maybe one or two poems a week. Even at that rate, I'd say I got/understood only about 5% of the poems. Ultimately, only a handful have really stayed with me. I say this not as a judgment on Heaney's poetry. He's a master poet, one of the best, and I hope to return to this book several times in future. I hope that when I do other poems stick out. No, I say this to say that I (and I suspect others are like me) am so impatient. I ex [...]

    26. Divine. Beautiful, harrowing, mystifying - I love this man's incredible poetry. What he can do with sound! Rich and wonderful collection.

    27. A fine primer to Heaney's poetry, which manages to blend a rustic, folksy realism with a classically-informed surrealism, all rooted firmly in the history and turmoil of the Ireland he grew up in. His essay at the end, "Giving Credit to Poetry," is worth reading for its eloquence and directness. Overall, it's definitely worth checking out for anyone who's a fan of his work.

    28. When Seamus Heaney writes, "Between my finger and my thumb, the squat pen rests, snug as a gun," that "snug as a gun," is for me the sound of Seamus Heaney. Of course it is not the only sound of Seamus Heaney. These poems clash, hiss, whisper, whoosh, hum, splash, and ring, but the guttural, earthy grunting is always there: hum, gulp, pluck, pump, slung, glut, plunge, muddied, puddled, scuffled, clutch, grunts, muck, slugged, thumped, mush, rump, and more.The Ireland of Heaney's memories is a pl [...]

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