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Seamus Heaney - Miracle

Not the one who takes up his bed and walks 
But the ones who have known him all along 
And carry him in —

 

Their shoulders numb, the ache and stoop deeplocked 
In their backs, the stretcher handles 
Slippery with sweat. And no let-up

 

Until he’s strapped on tight, made tiltable 
And raised to the tiled roof, then lowered for healing. 
Be mindful of them as they stand and wait

 

For the burn of the paid-out ropes to cool, 
Their slight lightheadedness and incredulity 
To pass, those ones who had known him all along.