JUSTIÇA POÉTICA O poeta irlandês Seamus Heaney venceu o prémio TS Eliot, com o seu recente livro District And Circle. Depois do Nobel, este é o segundo sinal certeiro que indica Heaney como um dos enormes poetas contemporâneos. Fica uma pequena amostra, de District And Circle.

The Nod
Saturday evenings we would stand in line

In Loudan's butcher shop. Red beef, white string,

Brown paper ripped straight off for parcelling

Along the counter edge. Rib roast and shin

Plonked down, wrapped up, and bow-tied neat and clean

But seeping blood. Like dead weight in a sling,

Heavier far than I had been expecting

While my father shelled out for it, coin by coin.

Saturday evenings too the local B-Men,

Unbuttoned but on duty, thronged the town,

Neighbours with guns, parading up and down,

Some nodding at my father almost past him

As if deliberately they'd aimed and missed him

Or couldn't seem to place him, not just then.