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Whatever You Say, Say Nothing
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Seamus Heaney
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I. I'm writing just after an encounter With an English journalist in search of 'views On the Irish thing'. I'm back in winter Quarters where bad news is no longer news, Where media-men and stringers sniff and point, Where zoom lenses, recorders and coiled leads Litter the hotels. The times are out of joint But I incline as much to rosary beads As to the jottings and analyses Of politicians and newspapermen Who've scribbled down the long campaign from gas And protest to gelignite and Sten, Who proved upon their pulses 'escalate', 'Backlash' and 'crack down', 'the provisional wing', 'Polarization' and 'long-standing hate'. Yet I live here, I live here too, I sing, Expertly civil-tongued with civil neighbours On the high wires of first wireless reports, Sucking the fake taste, the stony flavours Of those sanctioned, old, elaborate retorts: 'Oh, it's disgraceful, surely, I agree.' 'Where's it going to end?' 'It's getting worse.' 'They're murderers.' 'Internment, understandably ...' The 'voice of sanity' is getting hoarse.
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