Wild Lass of Kells. A poem by Pratibha Castle

Wild Lass of Kells She shuffles on the kerb outside O’Shaunessy’s, corner of Kelly and Dunleven Road. Her eyes the colour of Our Lady’s veil, scorched bluer by her copper curls. On the lookout for the Da. Her task of a Friday night to wheedle the wages off of him before he sets off onContinue reading “Wild Lass of Kells. A poem by Pratibha Castle”