Carrickfergus (Louis MacNeice Poems)
I was born in Belfast between the mountain and the gantriesTo the hooting of lost sirens and the clang of ...
I was born in Belfast between the mountain and the gantriesTo the hooting of lost sirens and the clang of ...
In my childhood trees were greenAnd there was plenty to be seen. Come back early or never come. My father ...
My father made the walls resound,He wore his collar the wrong way round.When I was five the black dreamscame;Nothing after ...
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