Knocknagree The High Village Poem by Francis Duggan

Knocknagree The High Village



Though in flights of fancy the past comes to me
I only have memories of old Knocknagree
The high Village in Sliabh Luachra in view of hills from here far away
In a countryside i have not been in for many a day
Sliabh Luachra for it's legends of literature and music it is widely known
And it's cultural towns and villages possess a charm of their own
Knocknagree the high Village known far and wide for it's famous Fair Day
That close to half of a century ago change brought an end to which does seem sad to say
Sliabh Luachra once the home of great traditional Irish musicians and writers though they are now among the forever gone
Today around the Cork and Kerry Border their legends live on
And though Knocknagree the high Village i May not see again
Good memories of it to this day i retain.

Sunday, August 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: places
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