farm auction
nobody
poetry
Daisy Whiffen
crawling through the tall grass
Moose
Skipper tells me
Camping at Glendalough
Having climbed, and climbed further
Trains
The speeds your car travelled
Mist Nets
the air is thick
The Call of Youth
Back of our Place
Tradition
Tradition is always unexpected
Something Serious
Closing my eyes tight
AM
when you call the phone-in show
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