When you’re sad, do you want to listen to sad music? Or do you try and break out by listening to something you think might cheer you up?
Sometimes I like to wallow, but I’ve found that I enjoy sad music just in general. What’s up with that? Not sad for the sake of it, but songs that make your hear hurt. Kick you around a bit.
Lately it’s been Guillemots’ “Redwings”. Holy shit that song kicks me around.
Man, 1994. Sometimes I just want to go back to my Arkansas bedroom and have those moments back, those moments that involved long, hand-written letters, mixtapes of questionable quality, and tattered corduroys worn through the knees. Just watching the video (with bad lighting and all) takes me right back, and as the crowd joins in for the final “I want you,” I almost feel old enough to cry.
I was in a bookstore a while back, browsing the poetry section (stop, just stop), and remembered that there was a Seamus Heaney poem I was fond of that I could never remember the title of. I found some Heaney on the shelves and started flipping through, looking for the one I remembered, but I never found it.
I did, however, stumble across “Punishment”, which tore me open right there. I didn’t buy the collection it was in, because I own another one with almost all the same poems in it, but I wrote it down on a receipt, “Punishment, Don’t Forget”.
I found that receipt the other day cleaning out my bag and revisited the poem for the first time since finding it in that bookstore. I wanted to share it, and document it here, because it seriously kicks my ass. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
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