Unexpected late May storm…
The woods appear shook;
Fresh debris litters the floor.
The Scairbhín hits.
(29/05/20)
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Morning in the greenwood…
The wood awakens.
Dark canopy dappled by
sunlight and birdsong.
(22/05/20)
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Willow trees broadcasting their seeds on every breath of wind…
Wafting willow-down
decorating spiders’ webs;
gentling their menace.
(15/05/20)
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Tá an t-am ag eitilt…
Dé hAoine arís.
Séideann na laethanta thart
mar bhláth na sceiche.
(08/05/20)
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A good time for bees…
Bees’ chainsaw droning
cuts through early morning sleep;
darn workaholics!
(01/05/20)