In memory of my mother by patrick kavanagh

In Memory Of My Mother I do not think of you lying in the wet clay
Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see
You walking down a lane among the poplars
On your way to the station, or happily

Going to second Mass on a summer Sunday -
You meet me and you say:
'Don't forget to see about the cattle - '
Among your earthiest words the angels stray.

And I think of you walking along a headland
Of green oats in June,
So full of repose, so rich with life -
And I see us meeting at the end of a town

On a fair day by accident, after
The bargains are all made and we can walk
Together through the shops and stalls and markets
Free in the oriental streets of thought.

O you are not lying in the wet clay,
For it is a harvest evening now and we
Are piling up the ricks against the moonlight
And you smile up at us - eternally.

Patrick Kavanagh

Category:

Education

Tags:

• POETRY
• PATRICK
• KAVANAGH
• INNISKEEN
• MONAGHAN
• MOTHER

[Yipidee1970]

Thanks, bafr1. I had only known of Kavanagh's "Memory of my Father". Love them both. Both so true.

[aldgunencarrothers]

strangely enticing well done young lad well done

[samuelgodfreygeorge]

You are the very antithesis of me when it comes to reading poetry. Your unbridled expression and spontaneity are qualities that one should aspire to approach.

[ladydonnamae]

Very well done!!!

[sarahsbackbuddy]

lovely sweet poem to mothers and their children. great job reading it as always!:-)

[hoffmann9471]

The best what I heard here on YT for the mother day. Danke.

[madmod72]

50000000000*

[williamdouglasb]

Great job!

[stl2256]

That is very nice. my dad die last year.

[AbbottSupreme]

very nice friend!!!