Seamus Heaney, acclaimed by many as the best Irish poet since WB Yeats, has died aged 74.
Heaney was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1995 "for works of lyrical beauty and ethical depth, which exalt everyday miracles and the living past".
He recently suffered from ill health.
I wasn't familiar with his poetry but love his translation of Beowulf.
There's an illustrated edition that's filled with photos of archeological finds, illustrations from the period, photographs of the places in which its set, modern reconstructions of the architecture, armour and weapons or the time, etc. that adds such a lot to the context, and is stunningly beautiful in places.