Mid-Term Break

I sat all morning in the college sick bay
Counting bells knelling classes to a close.
At two o'clock our neighbors drove me home.

In the porch I met my father crying--
He had always taken funerals in his stride--
And Big Jim Evans saying it was a hard blow.

The baby cooed and laughed and rocked the pram
When I came in, and I was embarrassed
By old men standing up to shake my hand

And tell me they were 'sorry for my trouble,'
Whispers informed strangers I was the eldest,
Away at school, as my mother held my hand

In hers and coughed out angry tearless sighs.
At ten o'clock the ambulance arrived
With the corpse, stanched and bandaged by the nurses.

Next morning I went up into the room. Snowdrops
And candles soothed the bedside; I saw him
For the first time in six weeks. Paler now,

Wearing a poppy bruise on his left temple,
He lay in the four foot box as in his cot.
No gaudy scars, the bumper knocked him clear.

A four foot box, a foot for every year.

by Seamus Heaney

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Pablo EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Wow, what a poem, presumably autobiographical about the death of his little brother.
Whispers informed strangers I was the eldest,
This poem uses a seming plane and simple language, but this can be read wrong. There is nothing simplistic about this poem, and if one says simple it is the simple-good not simplistic which is not the samething. I had pleasure reading this good poem, and by the way I own sevreral books of poems by this poet.
what the brain coughs up.
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