Patrick Kavanagh

(1904 - 1967 / County Monaghan)

Inniskeen Road: July Evening


The bicycles go by in twos and threes -
There's a dance in Billy Brennan's barn to-night,
And there's the half-talk code of mysteries
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  • Eime G (4/28/2010 1:05:00 PM)

    Kavanagh demonstrates his detachment from the social world of rural Ireland through his imagery. He is isolated and lonley but only so he can preform his duties as a poet. He has voluntarily abandoned this world. (Report) Reply

  • Benny Busker (4/8/2009 12:02:00 PM)

    It is important to note that all Patrick Kavanagh's poems are still in copyright.
    They cannot be reproduced without the permission of the copyright holder.
    Copyright © Estate of Katherine Kavanagh (Report) Reply

  • Claire Carthy (8/19/2007 9:28:00 PM)

    I love this poem! conveys the lonliness and isolation he felt as a poet in a great way.. (Report) Reply

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