
[Unedited] Michael Longley with Krista Tippett
On Being with Krista Tippett
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I'm Not Ready to Forgive the Killers of My Son
Achilles took hector's corpse into his own hands and laid it out in uniform, ready for priam to carry. Priam curled up at Achilles' feet and wept with him until their sadness filled the building. When i wrote that poem a wonderful guy called gordon wilson was blown upbeside his daughter on remembrance day. And am i had his face in my mind for priam when i wrote that poem. But i thought there were people from meniscolen who said they weren't ready either. I that not everybody could behave with the extraordinary, almost superhuman magnanimity of gordon wilson. So i wrote out a kindof awkward, gosh,
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