Contents.

 Contents 


  1. One hour earlier 
  2. Kyiv verses
  3. You have no idea
  4. May in Dun Leary
  5. Surprises
  6. One man’s war
  7. Train to Sligo
  8. Two terraces and a kettle
  9. It’s over now
  10. The last chapter
  11. One hundred thousand years ago
  12. Sitting on the soft sand
  13. Above the sea
  14. After we are gone
  15. The world will end
  16. Look beyond
  17. The early tractor
  18. The ferry glides
  19. Do not go worried 
  20. I would be mistaken 
  21. Sacrifice
  22. What to do?
  23. Christina McDonagh
  24. Awake
  25. The Angelus Bells
  26. Eyes look out
  27. The hill
  28. What kind of God
  29. Hurry my lover
  30. Quiet moments
  31. The dead
  32. Beside the grave
  33. How I miss
  34. Overnight
  35. Deserted September beaches
  36. The Queen is gone
  37. Rest now
  38. Westminster
  39. Verses from a beach
  40. She’s singing
  41. Marie Celeste
  42. Winding Road
  43. As long as thou canst
  44. We know not
  45. The exile
  46. Life is normal til it’s not 
  47. It’s a soft November Sunday
  48. A quiet prayer for peace in Ukraine
  49. There is a time
  50. Get out of my house
  51. If I
  52. December Sunday
  53. Forget your heroes
  54. Between the cries
  55. February 24th 19.09 hours 
  56. Hail Mary
  57. This plastic patriot
  58. Seagulls
  59. Daffodils
  60. Love
  61. When all trace
  62. Carne March 2023
  63. To continue fighting 
  64. Holy Thursday blues
  65. A chapel empty
  66. The little thrush 
  67. Sea forecast
  68. Let thy servant depart  
  69. Does God exist? 
  70. half past four
  71. To hope against the odds
  72. To do no harm
  73. To pray for him
  74. The very world is burning
  75. I can stand the heat
  76. On the hill
  77. Mourning man already
  78. Sweet bitter month of July
  79. Slowly, slowly - then suddenly 
  80. Tethered
  81. The empty bowl
  82. Trinity Church Oath
  83. For Sinéad 
  84. Democracy will decide
  85. The Forest fresh
  86. The world weeps 
  87. In the time we’ve left
  88. Monkstown clouds
  89. The forest
  90. Dear old Dun Leary
  91. Next Door 
  92. Nettles dancing
  93. The sun is shining
  94. Our Lady of victories
  95. A luxurious breeze
  96. If you can’t 
  97. The last Friday
  98. Can I simply say?

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