Pman 31: RIP on the recent passing of Irish poet and Nobel laureate Seamus Heaney, sincerely missed among all in the literary community. |
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Pman 31: On Raglan road on an autumn day I saw her first and knew that her dark hair would weave a snare that I would one day rue I saw the danger and I passed along the enchanted way and I said let grief be a falling leaf at the dawning of the day -from "Raglan road" by Patrick Kavanagh, immortalised in a ballad by the great Luke Kelly. |
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Pman 31: A day isnt wasted if a memory is made, |
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Pman 31: Hi everyone. I'm new to the world of literary writing but it is something I always wanted to do, so here I am. Your support and encouragement as fellow writers is greatly appreciated so many thanks. |
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