I came across the blog Woods Lot after the blog had linked to my post about Ralph’s latest work (what great taste!), and it has been a find and a half. Where else would you find, in one post, photographs by Elger Esser, poetry by Seamus Heney, and painting by Eric Ravilious? Stick this blog in your feed reader, but first wallow in the archives. What a treat!
A Drink Of Water
Seamus Heaney
She came every morning to draw water
Like an old bat staggering up the field:
The pump’s whooping cough, the bucket’s clatter
And slow dimineundo as it filled,
Announced her. I recall
Her grey apron, the pocked white enamel
Of the brimming bucket, and the treble
Creak of her voice like the pump’s handle.
Nights when a full moon lifted past her gable
It fell back through her window and would lie
Into the water set out on the table.
Where I have dipped to drink again, to be
Faithful to the admonishment on her cup,
“Remember the Giver,” fading off the lip.
