October 2011

Quiet on the mountain, these days, but every now and again….

Silence torn apart.
Sudden hoarse screech of a chough.
Shocked hill settles back.

(29/10/11)

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Ag éirigh fealsúnach!

An seal neamhbhuan:
do-fheicthe mar phiasún
ar chnoc fhómhair.

(22/10/11)

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The fog is so beautiful, although it kills the view it brings everything into a close, magical perspective

Diamond-spangled gorse,
Dew-embroidered gossamer,
West Cork jewellery.

(15/10/11)

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Fogged in again – still, birdsong is all around too.

Whispering linnets,
like purposeful butterflies,
flit across fogged gaps.

(08/10/11)

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Gale. Wild October bursts upon us. The woods are in turmoil.

Trees strain at their roots,
making a space for Winter,
leaves stream giddily.

(01/10/11)

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