My point is there's a hidden Scotland in anyone who speaks the Northern Ireland speech. It's a terrific complicating factor, not just in Northern Ireland, but Ireland generally.
I rhyme… to see myself, to set the darkness echoing.
Even if the hopes you started out with are dashed, hope has to be maintained.
But even so, none of the news of these world-spasms entered me as terror.
If self is a location, so is love.
I suppose I did feel a certain public pressure always.