Wendy Cope: Lissadell
The light of evening. A gazelle.
It seemed unchanged since Yeats’s day.
Last year we went to Lissadell
And life was good and all is well.
September 3, 2022 · 4 Comments
Mel Packer: Big Rock Vacation
We drank cold homemade limoncello In the swirling water of the hot tub on the porch And we didn’t worry about anyone seeing us Naked. Later, we made … Continue reading
March 15, 2016 · 2 Comments
