I Have To Wake Up in 5 Hours for Work

Poem of the Day:
Seamus Heaney's "A Hagging Match"
District and Circle

I never said this would be easy. Here is Heaney's poem:


Axe-thumps outside
like wave-hits through
a night ferry:
you
whom I cleave to, hew to,
splitting firewood.


Hm. It speaks for itself? Here's a nod to my closing eyelids and need to sleep...


Sincerely,
A Poem A Day Audrey