There's a wind blowing Cold through the corridors, A ghost-wind, The flapping of defeated wings, A hell-fantasy From meadows damned To eternal April And listening, listening To the wind I hear The throat-rattle of dying men, From whose ears oozes Foamy blood, Throttled in a brothel. I see brightly In the wind vacancies Saint Thomas Aquinas And Poetry blossoms Excitingly As the first flower of truth.
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Patrick Kavanagh
Patrick Kavanagh (21 October 1904 – 30 November 1967) was an Irish poet and novelist. His best-known works include the novel Tarry Flynn, and th…
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