Tuesday, 21 November 2017
Sunday, 19 November 2017
Harvest Home
We laid our back against the stack
Wiped sweat and hayseeds from our brow
Caps cocked to shield the sun
Thirst slain in the billy-can
Saturday, 18 November 2017
When you lose someone
Faye said
How beautiful, from a story-teller who paints with words =).
Barbara said
" I know Deirdre will love it. She has just been widowed and I know your book will bring her much joy.She is such a lovely soul. They came to Dublin from NI many years ago due to the economics there, and started again from nothing, raising the children in the south. Losing Eddie has been a hard blow for her and I know your poems will lift her."
Deirdre said
" What a lovely surprise I got this morning. Thank you!! My house is full of family at the moment, a gathering for a family wedding up in Donegal. I want to sit down and really read your lovely evocative book. From a quick perusal i was able to get a wonderful sense of place, the sights and sounds, I could even feel the tickle of the straw!! "
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