I too enjoy your perspectives and the unique manner you express. Each time you post it’s as though I’ve journeyed home to a place I’ve never known. ‘Suffering is no virtue’ sharply cleaved a wounded wing at its joint for me, healing as only a naked clarity can. Thank you for sharing your gifts here, they are deeply appreciated from this corner whenever you post.
Oh the synchronicity of reading this just after reading again Wild Geese by Mary Oliver... A couple of years ago, I read Savage Her Reply, by Deirdre Sullivan, which is a fierce and sorrowful feminist retelling of the Children of Lir, in Aoife's voice. It totally changed my outlook on the tale.
I too enjoy your perspectives and the unique manner you express. Each time you post it’s as though I’ve journeyed home to a place I’ve never known. ‘Suffering is no virtue’ sharply cleaved a wounded wing at its joint for me, healing as only a naked clarity can. Thank you for sharing your gifts here, they are deeply appreciated from this corner whenever you post.
Oh the synchronicity of reading this just after reading again Wild Geese by Mary Oliver... A couple of years ago, I read Savage Her Reply, by Deirdre Sullivan, which is a fierce and sorrowful feminist retelling of the Children of Lir, in Aoife's voice. It totally changed my outlook on the tale.
I yearn for these landscapes you paint with words. Thanks for this tale.
wonderful and enjoy county Clare