poet Patrick Kavanagh

Patrick Kavanagh

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Peace

And sometimes I am sorry when the grass
Is growing over the stones in quiet hollows
And the cocksfoot leans across the rutted cart-pass
That I am not the voice of country fellows
Who now are standing by some headland talking
Of turnips and potatoes or young corn
Of turf banks stripped for victory.
Here Peace is still hawking
His coloured combs and scarves and beads of horn.

Upon a headland by a whinny hedge
A hare sits looking down a leaf-lapped furrow
There's an old plough upside-down on a weedy ridge
And someone is shouldering home a saddle-harrow.
Out of that childhood country what fools climb
To fight with tyrants Love and Life and Time?

Topic(s) of this poem: peace

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Poem Edited: Friday, December 5, 2014

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  • YouTube (9/21/2020 4:53:00 PM)

    Ugh that for kids and adults

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  • Adeeb AlfatehAdeeb Alfateh (3/2/2020 3:30:00 AM)

    such a wonderful lovely poem penned............great 10+

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  • Sylvia Frances ChanSylvia Frances Chan (10/5/2019 9:48:00 PM)

    Fear poem, excellently worded. Captured peace here on its own lovely way. A greatest pleasure reading this
    time and again. Peace be with the family of Patrick Kavanagh! Peace be with us all over the world.
    Thank you so much for creating this mesmerizing poem. May Patrick rest in Peace. God Bless in Abundance to the family of Patrick. Amen.

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  • Effieq (5/31/2019 4:10:00 PM)

    What an insult this electronic mish mash does to Patrick Kavanagh's emotive and treasured poem...shameful.

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  • Faith thomas (6/3/2018 10:10:00 PM)

    Thank you very much for all the peoms

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  • Faith thomas (6/3/2018 10:08:00 PM)

    Good work and words thanku

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  • Subhas Chandra ChakraSubhas Chandra Chakra (5/29/2017 3:37:00 PM)

    Out of that childhood country what fools climb
    To fight with tyrants Love and Life and Time?
    Thanks for these beautiful lines in such a nice poem.

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  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (5/29/2017 12:51:00 PM)

    Beads of horn! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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  • Rajnish MangaRajnish Manga (5/29/2017 5:25:00 AM)

    Peace discovered in the serenity of nature and victory over tyrants through love. Great poem. Thanks.

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  • Bernard F. AsuncionBernard F. Asuncion (5/29/2017 12:29:00 AM)

    Combs and scarves.... thanks for posting.....

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (1/24/2015 9:55:00 PM)

    It has lot of facts and great ideas. A good poem.

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