Anam Cara

INDEX OF FIRST LINES

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After a hard climb 26

A kiss on the back of the neck tingles, 44

All night long, and all through the white day, 18

Among the kingdom of the winds, 15

And the earth fled to the lowest place. 19

As though the music of the ocean 35

Cast from afar before the stones were born 36

Don't ask me to walk here 70

Everything 80

Has to. Crack. Wet street. 75

I awaken 5

I gcuimhne ar Cyril Ó Céirín 34

In the empty carton 65

In the morning it takes the mind a while 37

In the winter night 30

Is the word the work 17

Is the word the work 78

It grew between you 60

It was a long time ago in another land. 50

I would love to live 23

Life sentence. First night. 21

Night carries blame for dream and 28

No man reaches where the moon touches a woman. 38

Nothing between us, so near 31

Nothing can make the night stay outside, 79

Oblique to the heart, the word a man seeks 40

Off course from the frail music sought by words 2

Oh, the rush with which the forgotten mind awakens 46

Oremus, 82

Parents know not what they do 3

Perhaps time is the keeper of distance and loss, 49

Rooted in the quiet earth beneath 24

Sometimes, behind the lines 67

Sometimes you see us 76

Somewhere in our clay remembers the speed of cold, 48

Stranger sometimes than the yellow crotchet 22

The angel of the bog mourns in the wind 58

The glistening, neon dome 9

The messenger comes from that distant place 13

The mountain waits for no one 63

There is a strange edge to the wind today, 56

The thorns woven to your head are nothing 43

The words of a secret have rivet eyes 39

They allow themselves to be strangers. 73

Through its mouth at Gleann Corráin, the rising 71

To travel through the trough 7

Unknown to us, there are moments 11

Was it a choice once, 68

Whatever veil of mercy shrouds the dark 41

When at last it comes, it comes in silence; 45

Whenever a goose was killed, 54

When we love we love to touch the beloved. 42

With waves the ocean soothes the dark stillness of the shore. 47

Words may know the way to reach the dark 52