Books: Heaney's final gift from Virgil's land of the dead
Poetry: Aeneid Book VI, Seamus Heaney, Faber & Faber, hdbk, 64 pages, €23.80
In poetry, the word "translation" covers a range of approaches. They include prose cribs designed to convey basic sense; then attempts at faithful renderings in verse, often made by scholars rather than poets, often stronger on virtue than interest; next, imaginative recreations of the original, in which the English Renaissance is particularly notable; and finally, what are called "versions", often made by poets who don't know the original language but work through intermediary prose texts and discussion, where the resulting poem may have undergone a considerable degree of transformation.
By and large, all these methods are ways of doing honour to the original, though some poets find it harder than others to submerge themselves and submit to a prior claim. But Heaney, like his classically educated Northern Irish contemporary Michael Longley, did know his stuff. He had studied 'Book X' of the Aeneid for A-level Latin at school. His note to this posthumous translation of 'Book VI' of Virgil's epic explains that it is "neither a 'version' nor a crib - more like classics homework", done to honour the memory of his teacher at St Columb's Academy, Fr Michael McGlinchey.
A passage from Aeneid VI appeared in Heaney's 1996 collection Seeing Things. The death of his father in 1996 and the birth of a grandchild in 2007 kept the project current, and at his death in 2013, he left a complete revised text which, though perhaps not his last intended word on the matter, is a rich addition to his body of work. And the subject of 'Book VI', the underworld, the powers and meanings under the earth, has much in common with the downward questing of many of his poems.
A well on a farm in Northern Ireland, of the kind that fascinated Heaney as a child, could easily be the entrance to Avernus. As Virgil says, "I unveil things profoundly beyond us, / Mysteries and truths buried under the earth."
With this translation, a circle is being completed, a return made to a point of origin. It parallels the movement away and back which is recorded in Heaney's great poem 'Alphabets', where the globe in a classroom window becomes the mature poet's vision of the planet. Heaney did not forget where he came from: his version of Aeneid VI is an act of service to the poem and the literary culture of which it is a centrepiece.
Heaney is not tempted to try to improve on the original; instead he renders it with tact and humility, less concerned with spectacular local effects than with an accumulating gravity, though the torments of the damned can be clearly heard: "the savage / Application of the lash, the fling and scringe and drag/ Of iron chains".
Aeneas has escaped the destruction of his native Troy: landed in Italy, he is to discover the full reason for this - that his descendants will be the founders of Rome. Virgil was acutely aware of political necessity: the Emperor Augustus had a short way with poets who offended him, such as Ovid, and the Aeneid operates as a retrofitted prophecy of imperial greatness. As Heaney points out, by the closing passages "the translator is likely to have moved from inspiration to grim determination".
The book carries a quotation from Heaney: "The great mythical stories of the afterworld are stories which stay with you and which ease you towards the end, towards a destination and a transition." The "afterworld" looks like home ground, meadows, streams and marshes.
In 'Quitting Time', from Heaney's 2006 collection District and Circle, a farmer who might be Heaney's father finishes work in the yard and finds "More and more this last look at the wet / Shine of the place is what means most to him."
Amen to that.