Friday, January 3, 2003
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My black hills have never seen the sun rising,
Eternally they look north towards Armagh.
Lot's wife would not be salt if she had been
Incurious as my black hills that are happy
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7/24/2025 8:17:25 PM # 1.0.0
The last line is meant to be ironic, for the cattle drivers miss the point. They are put off by the vey bleakness and self-sufficiency of the black hills that appeals to the poet, who in the second verse is also able to recount a personal experience of a kind denied to them. Kavanagh's love of nature for its own sake has never been clearer.