Visitors to Seamus Heaney HomePlace in Bellaghy from almost 20 countries, including the UK, Ireland, the USA, Canada, Mexico, Australia, New Zealand, France, Spain, Italy, Denmark, China and Japan have voted ‘Mid Term Break’ from Death of a Naturalist (1969) as their favourite Seamus Heaney poem.
Seamus Heaney HomePlace, which celebrates the life and literature of the Nobel Laureate, is owned and operated by Mid Ulster District Council and marked its first anniversary at the end of September 2017, has welcomed over 40,000 visitors from over 20 countries to view the permanent exhibition within HomePlace and experience events in the venue’s performance space, The Helicon.
As part of the exhibition within HomePlace, visitors had the opportunity to vote from the 34 poems from Death of a Naturalist including ‘Digging’, (which came a close second); ‘Blackberry Picking’ (third); ‘Scaffolding’; ‘Personal Helicon’; ‘The Follower’; and ‘Mid Term Break’, the subject of which is the death of Seamus Heaney’s younger brother, Christopher who was killed in a car accident at the age of four.
Brian McCormick, Manager of HomePlace, said: “It’s no surprise that the much loved Mid Term Break’ has been chosen by visitors to our exhibition. It’s a tremendously poignant poem and its emotional power is immense. The subject of loss and grief so elegantly dealt with by Seamus Heaney resonates with many people on an international scale due to its connection to something that is essential to being human.”
Described by Michael Longley as “an echo chamber for the poet’s beautiful lines,” Seamus Heaney HomePlace features a fully interactive exhibition over two floors, filled with personal stories, images and the voice of the poet himself.
To find out more about HomePlace, visit www.seamusheaney.com
Mid-Term Break by Seamus Heaney
I sat all morning in the college sick bay
Counting bells knelling classes to a close.
At two o'clock our neighbors drove me home.
In the porch I met my father crying--
He had always taken funerals in his stride--
And Big Jim Evans saying it was a hard blow.
The baby cooed and laughed and rocked the pram
When I came in, and I was embarrassed
By old men standing up to shake my hand
And tell me they were "sorry for my trouble,"
Whispers informed strangers I was the eldest,
Away at school, as my mother held my hand
In hers and coughed out angry tearless sighs.
At ten o'clock the ambulance arrived
With the corpse, stanched and bandaged by the nurses.
Next morning I went up into the room. Snowdrops
And candles soothed the bedside; I saw him
For the first time in six weeks. Paler now,
Wearing a poppy bruise on his left temple,
He lay in the four foot box as in his cot.
No gaudy scars, the bumper knocked him clear.
A four foot box, a foot for every year.
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