Matt Mooney

Freshman - 801 Points (1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Coverlet - Poem by Matt Mooney

Rain ruining the way home

East of Buailtín near noon;

Steering clear of locháns,

With fog on the hills ahead.

No change of light and shade

Of the blood red fuchsia days

In colourful Corca Dhuibhne,

Now only in black and white-

The sun will paint the picture;

The Three Sisters look forlorn

As the rule of November runs

And ends the Indian summer.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

A wet morning in the beautiful West Kerry Gaeltacht (Corca Dhuibhne) .

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 1, 2014

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