The Gravel Walks

an elegy to things irrecoverable. “The Gravel Walks,” ( ) is about heavy work—wheeling barrows of gravel—but also the paradoxical sense of lightness when you’re lifting heavy things. I like the in-between-ness of up and down, of being on the earth and of the heavens.” Heaney in the Harvard Crimson of Oct 2008 Heaney focuses on a timeless product of elemental inter-reaction of rock and water: River gravel. In the beginning, that. The poem ‘came on’ in High summer triggered by an angler’s motorbike deposited Deep in roadside flowers like a fallen knight defeated in medieval combat. The angler, dead by now, is a distant memory (Whose ghost we’d lately questioned); on sight of an angler the youngsters would enquire […]