Within a few hours of the posting of The Old Woman of Beare by
elenbarathi I ran across, as serendipity would have it, the following poem by Michael Hartnett, written after the death of his grandmother. I've held onto it for a couple of days so as to let the Old Woman breathe a bit more before throwing her a wake.
Death of an IrishwomanIgnorant, in the sense
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great poem
regards
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