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Storm on the island
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Cards (13)
We are
prepared
Stormont
is in
Northern
Ireland
This
wizened
earth
When it blows full
Blast
you know what I mean -
leaves
and
branches
can raise a
chorus
in a
gale
Leaves
and
branches
can raise a
chorus
in a
gale
You might think that the
sea
is company
exploding comfortably
down on the
cliffs
Space
is a
salvo
Strange it is a
huge
nothing
that we
fear
We are gonna
red
by the empty
air
Spits like a
tame cat
turned
savage
The
wizened
earth
has
never
troubled
us with
hay
By
Seamus
heaney
Wind dives
and
strafes invisibly