on the day he learned of his fellow poet’s death.
‘A tiny smudge on the horizon at Ard na Caithne’
on the day he learned of his fellow poet’s death.
on the day he learned of his fellow poet’s death.
Dark, and spacey, this envelops you – brilliant
Thank you for this insight: so potent too at this moment as I prepare to perform “Sacred Elephant” in Manhattan, especially the lines of the ‘stones’ structure..’ which evoke so many elusive feelings of the Theatre feels before the work is given to the audience.