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This is a beautiful volume. Heaney's language and imagery are a delight - buoyant like water, light and airy but also full of depths. If you're not up on Irish history and exhaustive, there's going to be stuff in here that you don't catch (there certainly was for me) but it's still just a gorgeous book. There's a reason Heaney's so respected as a poet; he's fucking good.