Heaney shares an early memory of visiting the bog with his great-uncle.

Heaney shares an early memory of visiting the bog. He recalls his great-uncle standing up in a cart all the way there, an image that fed into the poem 'Tollund Man'. Heaney believes there is an otherworldly quality to the bog. He also says that a short rhyme about a man on the bog was one of the first poems he ever heard.