THESE THREE THINGS 1673


There is much to learn from the Irish. I don't think the rest of the world takes much notice of the depth of things there are to learn. A lot of history. A lot of it driving opposing forces. All at once. The Irish know conflict in their blood. The result of the boil. The mending. The unmended. Few speak to this better than Seamus Heaney. It has been with great pride and joy to see this poem shared over the last few days. It is a favorite and speaks so beautifully to the human condition. As most things Irish, there is a beauty and grief sitting very close. Side by side in this poem. Perhaps that's what I love best about Ireland and all things Irish. Is not only the ability for beauty and grief to sit close, but the expectation that they do.

Ní neart go cur le chéile

THE CURE OF TROY

Human beings suffer.
They torture one another.
They get hurt and get hard.
No poem or play or song
Can fully right a wrong
Inflicted and endured.
History says, Don’t hope
On the side of the grave,’
But then, once in a lifetime
The longed for tidal wave
Of justice can rise up
And hope and history rhyme.
So hope for a great sea- change
On the far side of revenge.
Believe that a further shore
Is reachable from here.
Believe in miracles.
And cures and healing wells.
Call miracle self-healing,
The utter self revealing
Double-take of feeling.
If there’s fire on the mountain
And lightening and storm
And a god speaks from the sky
That means someone is hearing
The outcry and the birth-cry
Of new life at its term.
It means once in a lifetime
That justice can rise up
And hope and history rhyme.

- Seamus Heaney

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