Michael Hartnett (1941-1999) ‘Death of An Irish Women’

She was a summer dance at the crossroads

She was a card game where a nose was broken

She was a song nobody sings

She was a house ransacked by soldiers

She was a child’s purse, full of useless things

She was a language seldom spoken

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About William Holland

Systematic Theologian/International Relations
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