Seamus Heaney and the Political Commercial Castration of Poetry
Many a poet writing good poetry never earns a living writing, publishing, editing, correcting, reciting or speaking of poetry. So when good poets of the calibre of Seamus Heaney comes along and rise to the level of success he alone achieved few people question the dark and vile secrets and questions he gave rise to.
In the gentrification of poetry what raises someone to the level of recognition that Seamus Heaney has been lifted, in that after all after all he does not represent the turmoil of his native Ireland. as the same Ireland that has been drawn and quartered for centuries by the Imperialist powers of England, and now the United States, and the European Union.
Seamus Heaney does not represent a triumph of the disenfranchised elements of Irish society found on the left amongst radicals and revolutionaries such as
Neither does Seamus Heaney represent his own country well in that he is falsely presented as a “staunch Republican” by the likes of Reuters international news agency headquartered in Canary Wharf, London, as part of the conservative British elite, the United Kingdom, and as a division of Thomson Reuters who is biased and self-serving to make such false presentations all with good reason but none the less false.
As Seamus Heaney had nothing to do with the Irish people in what manifested in violence that beset and besieged Ireland for centuries, since the invasion of William of Orange in what established the English Protestant Imperial foothold in Ireland, and all riches and fortunes of all their lackeys. Where in a country like Palestine, men, women and children alike grow often witness to the violence if not learning the craft of violence, in throwing rocks and clamoring in protest. Protest that as a supposed “republican” Seamus Heaney would have had no part of according to the fancy obituaries which announced, and canonized him in memorializing by his commemoration where there is something seriously missing. Where often the most representative poets of Irish poetry die in prison or wars they never started nor called for, either as Irish Republicans and or Unionists. In what they have been summoned and called to for centuries as their duty, in obligations weither or not they felt obliged. So there, something obviously felt missing in the trauma and pain which should be the sustenance of Seamus Heaney’s poetry but which is not as it if difficult to if not impossible to find.
Where the Irish Republican poet Bobby Sands to this day is not even listed in the Wikipedia List of Irish Poets, as he has died and is buried to be forgotten by the imperialist occupiers of Ireland and their criminal henchmen for he did not serve them and did not do them well as he was an enemy of such self-serving travesties as they the British were:
A demonstration was called for 13 November 1887 by the Metropolitan Radical Federation and the Irish National League to protest against repression in Ireland, the imprisonment of Irish MPs and to assert the right to free speech. Public meetings had been banned from Trafalgar Square a few days earlier and when the 20,000 demonstrators, organised in marches from all over London, converged on the Square, they fought with the mounted and foot police. The Riot Act was read and mounted armed troopers called in. There were a large number of injuries on both sides, but two demonstrators died of their injuries and 160 served prison sentences. A wide spectrum of radicals had been in the demonstration including George Bernard Shaw, John Burns, Eleanor Marx and William Morris. The following week a bystander, Alfred Linnell, was trampled and killed by mounted police in the Square.
Title “Bloody Sunday”, Trafalgar Square, 1887
Title “Bloody Sunday”, Trafalgar Square, 1887
As Bobby Sands died at the young premature age of 27 by unnatural causes as if my own brother I remember, where Robert Gerard “Bobby” Sands (Irish: Roibeárd Gearóid Ó Seachnasaigh; born 9 March 1954 – died 5 May 1981) was an Irish volunteer of the Provisional Irish Republican Army who courageously died on hunger strike while imprisoned in HM Prison Maze. I sympathize, as I myself hungered, as hunger strikes are painful reminder that veterans of such acts rarely forget it is not for the weak/
Where Bobby Sands and I would have been approximately the same age if he had been allowed to live, and not murdered as he was, to live and see the day, though he is no longer with us I remember Bobby Sands not Seamus Heaney. Where Bobby Sands was not an author celebrated by small and insular world of the American and British literary establishment, they contributed to his death. Where in fact Bobby Sands weither you agree with him entirely or not was the brave and courageous leader of the 1981 hunger strike in which Irish republican prisoners, while the American and British literary establishment resides in comfort as collaborators in oppression of Ireland.
Where during Bobby Sands hunger strike he was elected as a member of the British Parliament as an Anti H-Block/Armagh Political Prisoner candidate, he is remembered as his death resulted in a new surge of IRA recruitment and activity. A memory of Bobby Sands that the British MI6, and their American counterparts in the CIA, as imperialists like nothing better than buried and forgotten, for Brits and Yanks in representing imperialism are only interested in power and money as part of business as usual, not poetry.
International media coverage brought attention to the hunger strikers, and the republican movement in general, attracting both praise and criticism.
In his poem “A Place to Rest”
Bobby Sands wrote, he clearly defines the Irish political struggles within a context and format of a superior philosophic and poetic nature.
“As the day crawls out another night crawls in
Time neither moves nor dies.
It’s the time of day when the lark sings,
The black of night when the curlew cries.
There’s rain on the wind, the tears of spirits
The clink of key on iron is near,
A shuttling train passes by on rail,
There’s more than God for man to fear.
Toward where the evening crow would fly, my thoughts lie,
And like ships in the night they blindly sail,
Blown by a thought — that breaks the heart —
Of forty women in Armagh jail.
Oh! and I wish I were with the gentle folk,
Around a hearthened fire where the fairies dance unseen,
Away from the black devils of H-Block hell,
Who torture my heart and haunt my dream.
I would gladly rest where the whin bush grow,
Beneath the rocks where the linnets sing
In Carnmoney Graveyard ‘neath its hill
Fearing not what the day may bring!”
While Seamus Heaney is celebrated as an Internationally anointed Nobel Prize winner in literature that is questionable, as the awards and accolades he received began in 1968 with the British Geoffrey Faber Memorial Prize, 1968, while most of Northern Ireland was engulfed in “the troubles” Seamus Heaney received accollades frtom his new masters, and a series of awards the American E. M. Forster Award, 1975 Nobel Prize in Literature, 1995, the French Commandeur de l’Ordre des Arts et Lettres, 1996, Saoi of Aosdána, 1997, Golden Wreath of Poetry, 2001, T. S. Eliot Prize, 2006, The Griffin Trust for Excellence in Poetry Lifetime Recognition Award, 2012.
In what essentially a career based on acceptance in Britain and America, by the corporate world distinguished from other Irish poets in EIRE! Where along with other frauds awarded Nobel prizes he joined President Obomber who won the Nobel Prize for Peace and soon there after launched the most massive illegal drone attacks to date in the world wide that murder arbitrarily and capriciously civilians in criminal undeclared wars.
Where Seamus Heaney allegedly “opposed the violent tactics of the Irish Republican Army (IRA) and its splinter groups.” celebrated by the imperialist establishment in Reuters, stating “His abhorrence of bloodshed came through in readings that provided graphic images of violence and abuse of power”. Lauded in what makes no mention of British, American or Unionist violence, nor the evil involvements of imperialists in the suppression and exploitation of the Irish people and all oppressed people in colonies of imperial masters for centuries.
Where imperial suppression and exploitation of the Irish people began with the English Crown’s ban of the Irish language for hundreds of years, Seamus Heaney is a willing prisoner not known for being an Irish writer in the Irish language, but a right and proper conforming Anglo-Irish version in the English language. As the English seem to have had to go to Ireland in order to steal so as to find expression to justify their English decadence and imperialist ambitions.
Seasmus Heaney born April13, 1939, Castledawson, Northern Ireland, that was :”the bedrock of the Irish war of resistance against English programmes of colonialism in the late 16th century. The English-controlled Kingdom of Ireland had been declared by the English king Henry VIII in 1542, but Irish resistance made English control fragmentary.”,
Seamus Heaney Died August 30, 2013 (aged 74) in Dublin, Ireland without ever seeing a United Ireland free of imperial control and influence, and though it is not my intention to denigrate a fine Poet, playwright, translator in Seamus Heaney it is my intention to take him down a peg or two so as to reflect what I feel are his reactionary origins. As Seamus Heaney is seemingly an Irish version of Joseph Brodsky represents the public but dark secret in the Anglo-American world of academics, culture, universities, the arts and letters.
An Irish Joseph Brodsky favored where most often it is the CIA and MI6 who determines whom and what in the western world gets published, publicized, publicly acknowledged and awarded in the English language. Where a great portion of the established corporate publishing world is controlled by them as the “intelligence community” much like the what they referred to riled and railed against as the nomenclatura of the USSR where the west found it convenient. Attacking the nomenklatura (Russian: номенклату́ра, Russian pronunciation: [nəmʲɪnklɐˈturə], Latin: nomenclatura) were a category of people within the Soviet Union and other Eastern Bloc countries who held various key administrative positions in all spheres of those countries’ activity: government, industry, agriculture, education, etc., whose positions were granted only with approval while hypocritically the same standards exist in the United States and Britain.
Seamus Heaney R.I.P.
Where Padraig Pearse is remembered for the “The World Hath Conquered” and “The Wind Hath Scattered Like Dust”, and William Butler Yeats, is remembered for “Easter 1916″ — inspired by the Easter Rebellion of 1916, and “The Stare’s Nest by My Window” — from Meditations in Time of Civil War. Seamus Heaney was an Irish man detached in a sense from the world he was born into.
Like the author of cheap romance novels within the Irish context Seamus Heaney does not merely feed on our human weakness of desires as an entertainer, but where he made almost no mention of his birth place of Northern Ireland, well known for violence and discrimination, in what constitutes a sanitized version of the imperialist occupation of Ireland that has lasted centuries he is criminally an accomplice in those acts as another one of the many British collaborators not rebels.
Where the CIA and British Intelligence agencies have consistently based their sanctioning and support of the arts and artists based on political considerations at the same time hypocritically they attack opponents for mixing politics and art based on political considerations.