your own trapdoors, with a kind of "they-can't-take-this-away-from-me" feeling. There's a paradox, of course, since the poems that provide the recompense are the very ones that turn your private possessions into images that are--as Yeats once said--"all on show". Yet a poem saves as well as shows. [--Seamus Heaney]from The Guardian: 'To set the darkness echoing'
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