Sink Every Impulse Like A

Walk On Air Against Your Better Judgement.

History Says, Don’t Hope On This Side Of The Grave, But Then, Once In A Lifetime The Longed-for Tidal Wave Of Justice Can Rise Up, And Hope And History Rhyme

The Ireland I Now Inhabit Is One That These Irish Contemporaries Have Helped To Imagine.

But Even So, None Of The News Of These World-spasms Entered Me As Terror.

Poetry Is Always Slightly Mysterious, And You Wonder What Is Your Relationship To It.