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La féile Bríde shona daoibh! (A day late as we're still in post storm signal days and so Happy World Wetlands Day too) I live far more seasonally than a city girl has a right to really, sinking into family in December, and then into rest and contemplation in January. It can easily turn into …
Rain so light, call it mist Gathering on me almost unnoticed Except for my glasses And the pond's splashes And where it bruises the apple blossoms. Call it misting, a soft day, For lingering in the back doorway, Too damp to be out long Too fresh to miss the garden And apple blossoms at their …
Orla ní Dhúill 