Derek Mahon Comments

I didn't know who Derek was during his life, before his loss I find that very sad, because there's always rhyme inside my head that's never written, never read, or in the night, sometimes I might jot down some lines in subdued light then dawn will judge somnolent fudge not worthy of the poet's art, indeed fit only to be tinder at the fire's start

I know Kavanagh, Heaney, Yeats and now so happy to discover In 82nd year Derek Mahon. Refugees and exiles do delight in discovering Poets of their adopted lands!