Blowin’ In: Stargazing
Blowin’ In: Stargazing By Susan Mangan Paint at night those stars in a frosty sky, one brighter than another.
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Blowin’ In: Stargazing By Susan Mangan Paint at night those stars in a frosty sky, one brighter than another.
Read moreBlowin’ In: Christmas Spice By Susan Mangan “A mince pie carries with it everything I hold dear about this time
Read moreBlowin’ in: Late Autumn Blessings By Susan Mangan If you stand near the uneven shores of
Read moreBlowin’ In: Folklore and Fear By Susan Mangan Me ma was always scoldin’ me, “Hazel, carry the bucket to
Read moreBlowin’ In: Notes from an Irish Field By Susan Mangan Staring into long shadows cast by the old Rowan tree,
Read moreBlowin’ In: Soil By Susan Mangan Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests . . . Under
Read moreBlowin’ In: A Day in Derrylaughan By Susan Mangan “Nature is a wonderful thing. Every living creature has a part
Read moreBlowin’ In: Call of the Pipes By Susan Mangan “The bagpipes – they are screaming and they are sorrowful. There
Read moreBlowin’ in: Spring Swans By Susan Mangan “Nine- and-fifty swans . . . Scatter wheeling in great broken
Read moreBlowin’ In: Lucy in the Garden By Susan Mangan “Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail, who were good little bunnies went down
Read moreBlowin’ In: An American in Ireland By Susan Mangan “Who will go with Fergus now . . . And dance
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