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April 14, 2023


Oh! I like this excerpt. I've never read the poem before, but the blind seer encourages me where I am.

A lovely watercolor.

Thanks for this reminder of Heaney's beautiful poetry, Beth. I've been meaning to return to it since Biden's frequent quoting before and after his trip to Ireland. I remember how some of his nature works reminded me of life on the farm. I love the first line here, "His voice eddying with the vowels of all rivers".

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Who was Cassandra?

  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.