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The Otter, By :Seamus Heaney

Otters on the River Suir
County Tipperary
Nigel Borrington

The Otter
Seamus Heaney

When you plunged
The light of Tuscany wavered
And swung through the pool
From top to bottom.

I loved your wet head and smashing crawl,
Your fine swimmer’s back and shoulders
Surfacing and surfacing again
This year and every year since.

I sat dry-throated on the warm stones.
You were beyond me.
The mellowed clarities, the grape-deep air
Thinned and disappointed.

Thank God for the slow loadening,
When I hold you now
We are close and deep
As the atmosphere on water.

My two hands are plumbed water.
You are my palpable, lithe
Otter of memory
In the pool of the moment,

Turning to swim on your back,
Each silent, thigh-shaking kick
Re-tilting the light,
Heaving the cool at your neck.

And suddenly you’re out,
Back again, intent as ever,
Heavy and frisky in your freshened pelt,
Printing the stones.

4 responses

  1. Your photos and Heaney’s words – not a bad combination Nigel ๐Ÿ™‚ Great shots.

    June 1, 2017 at 9:32 pm

  2. ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ Thank you Aidy ๐Ÿ™‚ – hope your great !!!!

    June 1, 2017 at 9:33 pm

    • All good Nigel, just busy – I find I need the odd break from the internet ๐Ÿ™‚

      June 2, 2017 at 11:03 am

  3. Fabulous. Love Seamus Heaney

    June 2, 2017 at 10:42 am

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