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97 pages, Paperback
First published May 1, 2013
So i told her the way she used to tell me. An Irish February on the northern coast, the sun a soft bulb, a great day for shadows, the strand glassy, mirroring blue. Two skies: one stretching overhead, entirely whole; the other scartered, lying about the sand in fragments of captured water, the passage of gulls reflected from one still pool to the next; the dunes shadowed and heatless, white-tipped waves picked out in the gold sun, Mussenden Temple a black mole on the headland of Benevenagh