Item Dublin Coretag:https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/node/%25/atom2026-06-05T04:17:03+01:00adminniwa@bt48.com1048Hewitt004Tuesday, July 26, 2016 - 10:29The Mortal PlaceJohn Hewitt Estate1986Linen Hall LibraryWednesday, March 16, 2016TIFFHewitt004ManuscriptCatholic, Estate, ShotEnglishhttps://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hewitt004Linen Hall LibraryLinen Hall LibraryAttribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SAhttps://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Hewitt004_0.jpgLHL ArchiveJohn Hewitt
The Mortal Place
Now it has come to this, the little glen
within the tree-groined slope of the quarried hill
where we lit our twig-fires some Saturdays
on flat ground near the stream we paddled in,
a few months since was nest of a hid body,
a Catholic shot by gunmen never named.
The gate which leads to that glen steps off the road
that is a highway now with frequent cars,
but once a country lane. Here then it was
my mother pushed my pram, when once I spoke
my first recorded words observing the lough,
Ship. Boat. Water – saluting its distant port
below us south in the sunny valley.
A new estate swarms up its rising ground;
there in the house, in the bed a young woman was shot,
her only crime to marry outside her faith.
From nearer home peal out familiar names
of streets beside our terrace, chiming names,
a litany of Dargle, Annalee,
Avonbeg and Roe.
The two last resonant in anxious bulletins
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