Frederick Robert Higgins
Frederick Robert Higgins Poems
|1.||Father And Son||5/11/2012|
|3.||All Soul's Even||5/11/2012|
|4.||Song For The Clatter-Bones||5/11/2012|
|5.||O You Among Women||5/11/2012|
|7.||Padraic O'Conaire Gaelic Storyteller||5/11/2012|
|9.||The Dark Breed||5/11/2012|
I know a small lake that sails the palest shadows,
Trailing their frail keels along its waveless sand;
And when isles of grey turf are sunning in its shallows
The far hill is a blue ghost on that land.
Down there my wild heart is startled by the quiet:
The very stones are spying; each tree is a pry;
The light declares against me and exiled from brightness
I stray from those waters invaded by the sky.
But when the sedges fling their bridge of whispers
On waves no moon has hooked, then surely I find,
As that lake into its own dim presence,
A dark calm ...