Poems of Patrick Kavanagh
|1.||A Christmas Childhood -new-||12/15/2014|
|5.||Canal Bank Walk||1/13/2003|
|8.||Having To Live in the Country||1/3/2003|
|9.||In Memory Of My Mother||1/3/2003|
|10.||Inniskeen Road: July Evening||1/3/2003|
|14.||Memory of my Father||1/3/2003|
|15.||On An Apple-Ripe September Morning||1/3/2003|
|16.||On Raglan Road||1/3/2003|
|20.||Stony Grey Soil||1/3/2003|
I have lived in important places, times
When great events were decided, who owned
That half a rood of rock, a no-man's land
Surrounded by our pitchfork-armed claims.
I heard the Duffys shouting "Damn your soul!"
And old McCabe stripped to the waist, seen
Step the plot defying blue cast-steel -
"Here is the march along these iron stones."
That was the year of the Munich bother. Which