a poem for ireland, a poem for the world . . .
Where I have been living since the beginning of the COVID-19 pandemic, there is no mailman, but I still check …
Where I have been living since the beginning of the COVID-19 pandemic, there is no mailman, but I still check …
Where I have been living since the beginning of the pandemic, there is no mailman, no mailbox at the end …
. . .feelthe strumming, rooted, long-tailed pull of grief.You were born fit for it.Stand in here in front of meand take the strain. From A Kite for Michael and Christopher by Seamus …