RIP Seamus Heaney.
The Poetry Foundation has a beautiful remembrance by Tom Sleigh on its website.
The world seems a little quieter, a little less interesting, when a poet leaves this earth.
My article on The State on Poetry is on Mass Poetry's wesbite.
In my article, I make reference to another poem with these lines: There are moments when even the most experienced poet notices a wrinkle in the fabric of normalcy. Seamus is trending on Twitter and Facebook. Rightfully so. We are experiencing one of those wrinkles, folks, when poetry is present in our collective consciousness. And maybe that's his parting gift to us.