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Poem of the Week: Carrickfergus by Louis MacNiece

‘I was born in Belfast between the mountain and the gantriesTo the hooting of lost sirens and the clang of trams:Thence to Smoky Carrick in County AntrimWhere the bottle-neck harbour collects the mud which jams’ MacNiece gives us his childhood in those four lines. This first stanza gives us the meat of the poem, and […]