Today's poem on Penny's Poetry Blog:
May Day, by Thomas MacDonagh
[...]
I wish I were to-day on the hill behind the wood,–
My eyes on the brown bog there and the Shannon river,–
Behind the wood at home, a quickened solitude
When the winds from Slieve Bloom set the branches there a-quiver.
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2023/05/may-day-thomas-macdonagh.html
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