Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Black Bog Turf of Ireland
Black bog turf of Ireland
Hug me close
And clothe me in rolling blankets
Of thicket and fairy ring,
Bind me with thick tongue
And calloused hand filled
With deep regret and hope.
A soft violence dear to me,
Now returning.
Hug me close
And clothe me in rolling blankets
Of thicket and fairy ring,
Bind me with thick tongue
And calloused hand filled
With deep regret and hope.
A soft violence dear to me,
Now returning.
# posted by Ruairi @ 7:23 AM 
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God! This is so beautiful. Glad I looked into your profile page to find this new blog. I'll link to it from the Chronicles.
I really love your poetry.
Stay sweet.
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I really love your poetry.
Stay sweet.
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