Poems

The Fish ALTHOUGH you hide in the ebb and flow Of the pale tide when the moon has set, The people of coming days will know […]

The Fisherman ALTHOUGH I can see him still. The freckled man who goes To a grey place on a hill In grey Connemara clothes At dawn […]

The Folly Of Being Comforted ONE that is ever kind said yesterday: “Your well-beloved’s hair has threads of grey, And little shadows come about her eyes; […]

The Fool By The RoadSide WHEN all works that have From cradle run to grave From grave to cradle run instead; When thoughts that a fool […]

The Ghost Of Roger Casement O WHAT has made that sudden noise? What on the threshold stands? It never crossed the sea because John Bull and […]

The Gift Of Harun Al-Rashid KUSTA BEN LUKA is my name, I write To Abd Al-Rabban; fellow-roysterer once, Now the good Caliph’s learned Treasurer, And for […]

The Great Day HURRAH for revolution and more cannon-shot! A beggar upon horseback lashes a beggar on foot. Hurrah for revolution and cannon come again! The […]

The Grey Rock Poets with whom I learned my trade. Companions of the Cheshire Cheese, Here’s an old story I’ve remade, Imagining ‘twould better please Your […]

The Gyres THE GYRES! the gyres! Old Rocky Face, look forth; Things thought too long can be no longer thought, For beauty dies of beauty, worth […]

The Happy Townland THERE’S many a strong farmer Whose heart would break in two, If he could see the townland That we are riding to; Boughs […]