Port na bPúcaí

The Blasket islands as seen from the road above Dunquin This is the story of the Faeirie’s Lament. Up late with the dying fire, the woman asleep, the wind fussing around, above and beyond, at first he does not notice the sound. Warm in the stone home, high on the back of the southern Inis.ContinueContinue reading “Port na bPúcaí”