Photo Essay

A Poem by Patrick Kavanagh


"Wet Evening in April

The birds sang in the wet trees/ And as I listened to them it was a hundred years from now/ And I was dead and someone else was listening to them./ But I was glad I had recorded for him/ The melancholy."

Patrick Kavanagh (1904-1967).

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  • ina:botao

    ina:botao (Deleted) said (6 Jul 2009):

    Fantastic poem, Lise! Your collection of images seem to be taken out from a movie and give a warm impression of the everyday life! My vote!

  • Lise Utne

    Lise Utne said (6 Jul 2009):

    Thank you, Ina! I came across that poem in a book I was given recently: Portraits of Poets (Christopher Barker, ed. Sebastian Barker, 1986). I fell for the poem's kneejerk surprise and immediate accessibility.

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