Station Island

Station Island The title poem from this collection is set on an island that has been a site of pilgrimage in Ireland for over a thousand years A narrative sequence it is an autobiographical quest concerned with the

  • Title: Station Island
  • Author: Seamus Heaney
  • ISBN: 9780571133024
  • Page: 162
  • Format: Paperback
  • The title poem from this collection is set on an island that has been a site of pilgrimage in Ireland for over a thousand years A narrative sequence, it is an autobiographical quest concerned with the growth of a poet s mind The long poem is preceded by a section of shorter lyrics and leads into a third group of poems in which the poet s voice is at one with the voiceThe title poem from this collection is set on an island that has been a site of pilgrimage in Ireland for over a thousand years A narrative sequence, it is an autobiographical quest concerned with the growth of a poet s mind The long poem is preceded by a section of shorter lyrics and leads into a third group of poems in which the poet s voice is at one with the voice of the legendary mad King Sweeney Surpasses even what one might reasonably expect from this magnificently gifted poet John Carey, Sunday Times

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    About “Seamus Heaney

    • Seamus Heaney

      Seamus Justin Heaney was an Irish poet, writer and lecturer from County Derry, Ireland He was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1995, for works of lyrical beauty and ethical depth, which exalt everyday miracles and the living past Heaney on.



    446 thoughts on “Station Island

    • Of Heaney's books of poems it is difficult to sift & say 'This is his best work.' I don't pretend to have the skills of a poet that should be the fundamental requirement for making such a judgement. It's much easier & more honest to stick with "This is my favourite of his work" & that's what struck me here - at least, that is, until I go back to one of his other volumes in the near future & think "No, this is my favourite!"I first came across his poems when I was 15 in the local [...]


    • My favorite of his earliest books, read and reread, reread now hearing that he has died. So wonderful on so very many levels. The quick darkness in “The Underground.” The sharp juxtapositions and density of “Shelf Life.” And high above all the long title poem, the one that had me trying to copy him for months, stretching narrative out along a line that is both journey and stations, both going and pausing along the way, the intrusion of death, the entrance even of politics without ever le [...]


    • Station Island was published in 1984 when Seamus Heaney was in his mid-forties and he felt he was at a crossroads. Station Island is the site of St. Patrick's Purgatory, an ancient pilgrimage site which figures prominently in the poem. The prose-poem is divided into 3 parts. The first part is 41 lyric poems mainly about ordinary life. The second, Station Island has twelve sections of encounters with the dead as the author makes the pilgrimage and comes face to face with his younger self. In the [...]


    • I first saw Seamus Heaney speak at Aquinas College a little over a year ago. Not knowing what to expect, I beheld a curious, old, genius, Irish Nobel-Laureate poet and translator of Celtic, Old English (e.g. Beowulf), Latin, French, Spanish, and probably several other languages. He read poems from all points of his long career and fielded questions about the nature of art, poetry, and religion.Station Island is the first collection of Heaney's poetry that I have read, and it did not disappoint m [...]


    • "The verbs / assumed us. We adored. // And we lifted our eyes to the nouns. //// The main thing is to write / for the joy of it. /// You lose more of yourself than you redeem / doing the decent thing."


    • This book reminded me a bit of Bishop's Questions of Travel in the visceral nature of the poetry. Another reviewer noted that it is "salty, sandy," and I wholeheartedly agree. Worth another reading, I think.


    • first collection I've read, couldn't put it down, bought it on a lark at half price books after hearing a friend mention the strength of his poetry


    • This is wonderful, powerful, insightful moving poetry. This is the gift of language fully utilized. Full spirit in fire-words, spoken in the rhythm of the living and the dead.


    • Sandy, salty, solid and satisfying. Good heft, but not pretentiously weighty. (sigh) I really can't explain. Read it, anyhow.




    • Seamus Heaney is a writer of the immediate and the physical. He writes the feel of the iron in your hand and the soft humus sinking beneath your feet. He writes the bite of the wind, and the romance of expectations met and surpassed, or crushed as the case may be. Yet for all the present and gross of his writing, there remains a sheen of the mythic and the sheer understanding of the immortality of the classic as it mingles constant with the world around us today.Here is a man whom even Niamh her [...]


    • Although Heaney wrote his poetry in English, reading him always reminds me of the need to have a translator close at hand. The depth of his Irishness - both in his literary allusions and in his dialect and vocabulary can make some poems hard to appreciate beyond the superficial "it sounds nice/reads well." I did enjoy Station Island very much, helped by having read some of Malcolm Guite's commentary on the poem. The first poem "The Underground" also contained the rather lovely line "Honeymooning [...]


    • Heaney has a skill for both narrative and descriptive compression that I suspect I will be striving for the rest of my life to emulate.


    • I could spend an eternity reading Station Island and I still wouldn't be finished with it. Heaney eases us into it at the beginning, rewarding the reader with the many different readings that can be gathered from the first few poems. It starts to get challenging then, more asking of literary prowess. It'll be one of those books on the shelf that won't allow for the gathering of dust, I'll be rifling through it 'til the end of time!


    • Yes, I know that this is considered one of Heaney’s great works, but unless you understand the background of his pilgrimage, there is no there there. I’m tired of people giving gold stars to poetry without a context. I’m saying the emperor has no clothes. A long introduction contextualizing the poems or a commentary such as Issa wrote for his haiku would do it and possibly I could see the greatness in these poems, but, honestly, as they stand these just seems like a lot of self-involved BS [...]


    • The name of the collection comes from the long poem that makes up all of part two of this three part book. For many, this is the most important part of the book, but I'd have to say that, for me personally, it resonated with me the least. It was difficult for me to wade through the twelve parts of that long poem to see where they connect, and how they work together to create a single effect. I found the vast majority of the poems in part one to be excellent, exactly as I always expect when readi [...]


    • I'm still a novice when it comes to reading and experiencing poetry. I'm certainly glad I read it but I'd be at a loss if I were asked to analyze it with any kind of critical thinking beyond describing mood felt while reading. The notes at the end are helpful in contextualizing it but this acts as a reminder that I should broaden my horizons in regards to poetry. Heaney's way with words is hypnoticough I do think it's better suited to being read outdoors, in the country and isolation instead of [...]


    • I'm trying to read more poetry. I didn't love this collection, though I really like the poem "The Master." Poetry is a very personal thing, like music, so my rating shouldn't be taken to mean anything against Heaney. His turn of phrase is wonderful; it just happened that not much resonated with me. Possibly because the collection was heavily programmatic and I'm coming to it as an uncouth American.


    • I did, technically, finish the book. But it needs a re-read. AFTER much research into Heaney's background and the historical context of these poems, which will prove eminently worthwhile (kind of like the Dante the book has drawn parallels to). But even with my limited understanding, there were absolute gems, like Canto XI of Station Island, The Loaning, The Master, The Scribes, and Holly, that yielded some of their treasures to me without too much head-scratching on my part.


    • Poetry books like this gives poetry a bad name. This is very obscure and often pretentious work. If you grew up in Ireland during the 1950s or 1960s, then perhaps it'll be more pertinent to you. There are some lovely word-images every now and then which saves this from getting only one star.


    • Maybe because the Faber & Faber editions look so similar, or because I know there is an impending lecture which will draw parallels between the two contemporary Irish poets, but I can't help feeling like Heaney is Muldoon's twin. I feel like I prefer Heaney, but I haven't read much of either man's work so this is kind of just an impulse based on some less-explicitly-sexual poetry of Heaney's.


    • Big, heavy headed, chocolate cake rich poems that take lots of effort to read. You can spend hours just trying to fully grasp one line of thought, so maybe that is not so good for poetry which to my (later life) intuition should be all about clarity, but makes for masterly written'literature'. Something like that.


    • Interesting reading alongside Sweeney Astray, Heaney's translation of Buile Shuibhne. I would like to spend more time with this collection one day.


    • Keep an eye out for work with Buile Suibhne, Dante, and the rich young man of the Synoptic Gospels.Highlights: The Railway Children, Widgeon, The King of the Ditchbacks, Station Island, Sweeney Redivivus.



    • Seamus Heaney really was the greatest poet of the late 20th century. This was one of his best collections, and contains the most glittering poem I know of about swilling gin.



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