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No wise man ever wished to be younger.                                                                — Swift

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Down the long library each marble bust
shines unregarded through a shower of dust
where a grim ghost paces for exercise
in wet weather: nausea, gout, ‘some days
I hardly think it worth my time to rise’.
Not even the love of friends can quite appease
the vertigo, sore ears and inner voices;
deep-draughted rain clouds, a rock lost in space,
yahoos triumphant in the marketplace,
the isle is full of intolerable noises.

No wise man ever wished to be younger. — Swift 1 Down the long library each marble bust shines unregarded through a shower of dust where a grim ghost paces for exercise in wet weather: nausea, gout, ‘some days I hardly think it worth my time to rise’. Not even the love of friends can quite appease the vertigo, sore ears and inner voices; deep-draughted rain clouds, a rock lost in space, yahoos triumphant in the marketplace, the isle is full of intolerable noises.

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St. Patrick's Day by Derek Mahon
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Everything will be all right, Derek Mahon
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Derek "combined an apocalyptic vision with a utopian sense of survival"

Everything will be all right, and if not we won't be here

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#AndrewScott reads Everything is going to be allright by #DerekMahon
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What a gorgeous poem. #poetry #DerekMahon

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The kind of rain we knew is a thing of the past -- 
deep-delving, dark, deliberate you would say, 
browsing on spire and bogland; but today 
our sky-blue slates are steaming in the sun, 
our yachts tinkling and dancing in the bay 
like race-horses. We contemplate at last 
shining windows, a future forbidden to no-one.

The kind of rain we knew is a thing of the past -- deep-delving, dark, deliberate you would say, browsing on spire and bogland; but today our sky-blue slates are steaming in the sun, our yachts tinkling and dancing in the bay like race-horses. We contemplate at last shining windows, a future forbidden to no-one.

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Kinsale by Derek Mahon

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How should I not be glad to contemplate 
the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window 
and a high tide reflected on the ceiling? 
There will be dying, there will be dying, 
but there is no need to go into that. 
The poems flow from the hand unbidden 
and the hidden source is the watchful heart. 
The sun rises in spite of everything 
and the far cities are beautiful and bright. 
I lie here in a riot of sunlight 
watching the day break and the clouds flying. 
Everything is going to be all right.

How should I not be glad to contemplate the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window and a high tide reflected on the ceiling? There will be dying, there will be dying, but there is no need to go into that. The poems flow from the hand unbidden and the hidden source is the watchful heart. The sun rises in spite of everything and the far cities are beautiful and bright. I lie here in a riot of sunlight watching the day break and the clouds flying. Everything is going to be all right.

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Everything is Going to be All Right by Derek Mahon

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My painting called, The Hunt By Night, calling into question how sentient a thing would have to be before hunting it would be considered depraved.
#painting #art #woods #sasquatch #bigfoot #DerekMahon

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the hidden source is the watchful heart

- #DerekMahon, ‘Everything is Going To Be All Right'

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EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT
By #DerekMahon

How should I not be glad to contemplate
the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window
and a high tide reflected on the ceiling?

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