Wormley

Thus Siobhan : Reportedly, a child was thrust at McGuiness by two proud supporters. "We love you Gavin! Could you bless this child with your words?" These were the words. On Whispers : I think I cried when I read this one. I'm not sure if it was out loud, or just an internal reaction. The date of this piece is not recorded. It has the feel of mature reflection, but I wouldn't bet on it. We learn from this poem, that the dungeon cells of Gavin and Katherine were in the same hallway. Evidently they could not see enough to know if someone was near and able to overhear. One gets the impression that whispered conversations took place at night, when the likelihood of being heard was lessened. The speaking in Gaelige, only, probably began this way. Ocean : The original was constructed during the four years incarceration. It needs no additional words. Comparisons with older literature fails to find parallels. Know of any? Black Shore : This one really calls out to the imagination. Have you ever just gazed at the sky for hours on hours - wondering about life on other planets? Here, the land of the far shore fades to black as night falls. Lights, on land, on the other side, twinkle in continuity with stars in the night sky. These are land stars. McGuiness is too Earth bound to reach out to heavenly stars. Instead, he reaches out to hope, even impossible miraculous hope, that the star on which he wishes is the light of some house where his love awaits him. Aware of the impossibility of such wishful thinking, he reflects on the inevitability of the process.