Second Childhood by Mike Douse

Second Childhood Some day I’ll be a boy again And scamper through the springtime field To sow the seeds before the rain When all my wounds of age have healed. I’ll reacquaint myself with mud And trap the three-spined stickleback In Redbrick Woods beside...

Steps of Lahinch by Joe Healy

Steps of Lahinch I’ve danced many a set Since we first poured concrete For the steps at Lahinch beach. Spacebars separated steel from shuttering. We dowelled the old to new so well, Laid big rocks nearby, to protect against The Atlantic swell. So many have used those...