Seamus Heaney said Hi to me once. I've been dining out on it ever since. I watched him getting virtually chased down the road once by people wanting a bit of him.
This has the potential to be very interesting and diverse...or just the same old sucking up/academic-to-the-point-of-pointlessness/band wagon/neo-deification of a fascinating, brave and wonderful poet. Let's shake it up a bit.
The Editors of Irish Pages, Chris Agee and Cathal Ó Searcaigh, are currently assembling a second issue devoted to Seamus Heaney, entitled “After Heaney”, in English and Irish, focussing on the Maestro’s creative, cultural and critical legacy. In addition to further submissions of poetry, fiction, creative-non-fiction, memoir and reminiscence, we welcome non-specialist scholarly essays of literary distinction.
Submissions should be sent to firstname.lastname@example.org, or by post to The Editors, Irish Pages/Duillí Éireann, 129 Ormeau Road, Belfast BT7 1SH.
In the first issue, “Heaney” (Vol 8, No 2), there was a particular focus on poetry, memoir, reminiscence and literary essays of a non-specialist nature directly relating to the man and his work; but the issue also included outstanding writing of all creative genres, especially poems, from Ireland and overseas, in a posthumous celebration of the enduring literary imagination in general.