Patrick Kavanagh Mind Poems

  • 1.
    On an apple-ripe September morning
    Through the mist-chill fields I went
    With a pitch-fork on my shoulder
    Less for use than for devilment.
  • 2.
    Clay is the word and clay is the flesh
    Where the potato-gatherers like mechanised scarecrows move
    Along the side-fall of the hill - Maguire and his men.
  • 3.
    I have lived in important places, times
    When great events were decided, who owned
    That half a rood of rock, a no-man's land
    Surrounded by our pitchfork-armed claims.
  • 4.
    Upon a bank I sat, a child made seer
    Of one small primrose flowering in my mind.
    Better than wealth it is, I said, to find
    One small page of Truth's manuscript made clear.
  • 5.
    Back once again in wild, wet Monaghan
    Exiled from thought and feeling,
    A mean brutality reigns:
    It is really a horrible position to be in
  • 6.
    On Raglan Road on an autumn day I met her first and knew
    That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue;
    I saw the danger, yet I walked along the enchanted way,
    And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day.
Total 6 Mind Poems by Patrick Kavanagh

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