
The Young Priest Returned 1964 – A Poem
I – The Return The body alabaster’d, vestmented outlined in white […]
I – The Return The body alabaster’d, vestmented outlined in white […]
A highly recommended exhibition of original paintings which has been organised […]
Is Silence a wounding offered through prayer to the Who am I […]
When I feel myself flowing back towards the meanings of Christmas in […]
There is a memory of climbing the steps of the pulpit in […]
an Gorta Mór
Another autumn poem
Translation of Rilke’s “Herbst”
My soled feet grow itchy for the west …
“Change” by Rainer Maria Rilke At University, I knew the poet […]
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