Status Updates From In The Seven Woods (annotated)

O heart, O heart, if she'd but turn her head,
You'd know the folly of being comforted.

On Baile’s Strand (play)

The Song of Red Hanrahan.

Adam’s Curse

Adam’s Curse

THE OLD MEN ADMIRING THEMSELVES
IN THE WATER

I HEARD the old, old men say,
‘Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away.’
They had hands like claws, and their knees
Were twisted like the old thorn-trees
By the waters.
I heard the old, old men say,
‘All that’s beautiful drifts away
Like the waters.’

Dikten "never give all the heart" känns skrämmande mycket tonårspojke.

This is the same as the collection “IN THE SEVEN WOODS” (on Goodreads with no pagination) except this also has some essays it lacks.