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Seamus Heaney passed away in August and I’ve been meaning to find time to make a little piece as a tribute to him. This little poem is from his book The Death of a Naturalist published in 1966 by Faber & Faber, his first major book release. While Digging may be a piece that is often quoted or printed, it’s still one of my favorites. Maybe because of my own childhood memories of digging potatoes or perhaps because now I look at the vast contrast my life and profession has as compared to my father or grandfather. Heaney dug with his pen and I dig with my 26 soldiers of lead.

Digging, by Seamus Heaney

Digging, by Seamus Heaney

Composed in 14pt Janson with a Garamond title and printed on grey Whiting 80# stock, 7.25 x 11″. Not for sale but if you are one of my collectors expect to find one in your mail box soon.

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