28 December 2005

Poem Two: The Cleaheen Road

The second poem in the series begins high up on the lime plaster wall above the staircase. It's about a road that links Carrick-on-Shannon to Cootehall, the village I live in. It's a narrow, windy road that follows the Boyle River as it moves into the Shannon. A beautiful road, the one that I rode my bicycle on years ago, and convinced me to move here. The edge of the poem mimics the road.


Blogger My Daily Struggles said...

Cool photos. Yes, you're an artist.

8:20 p.m.  

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