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Hope and Healing

If there is a use for the word halcyon This is it: Six o’clock on a…

The thirteen feet high Cross of the Scriptures at Clonmacnoise- Sandstone massive block divided into horizontal…

Limpet-like I cling, unprisably demanding: soul-mollusc suctioned to your strength, my strength spent as insistent muscle…

Light chink above me, small incursion of contrast; strangely sensate I am once more where no…

The colour of ash is death the colour of tree is black the colour of loss…