I am taking the liberty of breaking a rule of CDP, the first and last time. This is a photo I found on the internet of Seamus Heaney and his family.
Seamus Heaney, centre, displaying his Nobel literature prize medal, surrounded by his family, from left: his son Michael, daughter Catherine, his wife Marie and son Christopher, after receiving it from the Swedish King Carl XVI Gustaf at the Concert Hall in Stockholm, Sweden in 1995.
My heart is broken. Seamus Heaney died Friday at age 74. My all-time favorite poet. The world has lost a gifted man of letters. Probably only the Irish can make the language soar as he had. Saw and heard him read his poems, attended one of his plays at the Guthrie Theatre, read many and taught several of his poems, and loved the imagery and sound of his poetry. To hear him read one of his early poems that will forever remain one of my favorites, check here.
RIP sweet poet-prince!