Spring In The North Poem by Liam ó Comáin

Dug and raked
A man throws seeds
Alongside a pile
Of stones and weeds

Gathering primroses
By a hawthorn ditch
Children on their way
To a local match

A harrow preparing
Black stony earth
Followed by gulls
Near to a winding path

White nappies pegged
Upon lines of frieze
A recall of sea-birds
Breasting an ocean breeze

A figure strolls twisting
Lanes near Derry
Enjoying seasonal images
As the Spring passes by