‘Beyond the Pale’ by Ann Leahy
Beyond the Pale (in West Cork) I commit a minor act of appropriation – pick plants whose names I don’t know from the ditches to try and make my own of the unfamiliar: the rise ahead in the road the peak of Miskish behind me the arthritic finger of Coulagh bay before me. In my field guide I always seem to be going … Continue reading ‘Beyond the Pale’ by Ann Leahy