Advent
We have tested and tasted too much, lover- Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder. But here […]
We have tested and tasted too much, lover- Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder. But here […]
I do not think of you lying in the wet clay Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see You walking down […]
Every old man I see Reminds me of my father When he had fallen in love with death One time […]
My black hills have never seen the sun rising, Eternally they look north towards Armagh. Lot’s wife would not be […]
O stony grey soil of Monaghan The laugh from my love you thieved; You took the gay child of my […]
Leafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canal Pouring redemption for me, that I do The will of God, […]
I have lived in important places, times When great events were decided, who owned That half a rood of rock, […]
And sometimes I am sorry when the grass Is growing over the stones in quiet hollows And the cocksfoot leans […]
Upon a bank I sat, a child made seer Of one small primrose flowering in my mind. Better than wealth […]