it rained when it should have snowed

Nov/23 By

  Holly by Seamus Heaney It rained when it should have snowed. When we went to gather holly the ditches were swimming, we were wet to the knees, our hands

stories of lights

Dec/5 By

Fireside by Seamus Heaney Always there would be stories of lights hovering among the bushes or at the foot of a meadow; maybe a goat with cold horns pluming into