Folklore: Local Heroes - A Sword Fighter
Roche stepped out of a bohreen with a sword in his hand and said, “I defy any two men single handed and no person will dare pass.”
Poetry: ‘Second Best’ by Robinson Jeffers
A hungry Gaelic chiefling in Ulster,
Whose blood with the Norseman's rotted in the rain on a heather hill:
These by the world's time were very recent
Forefathers of yours. And you are a maker of verses.