Category: Knockbridge
ON AN APPLE-RIPE SEPTEMBER MORNING
ON AN APPLE-RIPE SEPTEMBER MORNING Patrick Kavanagh (1904 – 1967) 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. The...
The name of the Village
Knockbridge is the name of the Village, On the map it does not show very plain, But the spirit is high in the Village, That stands on the hill oer the Fane. There is...
