Matt Mooney

(1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Across the Irish Sea


When the light was white from Tilley lamps
And the boat to Holyhead was overladen,
The postman was a sight for pure delight
As casually from his bag he took the letter-
A scrawl whose hand you instantly recall;
The Queen herself stamped in the corner
Above the exile’s home address, silently
Overseeing the sadness of the sons of Erin.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 31, 2011

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  • Soulful Heart (4/3/2012 6:01:00 AM)

    nostalgic, something revived the days l of past..........glory that brings the curse sometimes :) (Report) Reply

  • Rekha Mandagere (9/13/2011 8:32:00 AM)

    Beautiful picture of Irish Sea. I just remembered one act play 'Riders to the Sea' written by Synge based on the Irish theme when I was a student of Literature. This poem made me to remember my university days. The poem is pleasant as always. marks 10+ (Report) Reply

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