That was how his life happened.
No mad hooves galloping in the sky,
But the weak, washy way of true tragedy—
A sick horse nosing around the meadow for a clean place to die.


'The Great Hunger' (1947)

Patrick Kavanagh Quotes

That was how his life happened. No mad hooves galloping in the sky, But the weak, washy way of true tragedy— A sick horse nosing around the meadow...

That was how his life happened. No mad hooves galloping in the sky, But the weak, washy way of true tragedy— A sick horse nosing around the meadow...

That was how his life happened. No mad hooves galloping in the sky, But the weak, washy way of true tragedy— A sick horse nosing around the meadow...

That was how his life happened. No mad hooves galloping in the sky, But the weak, washy way of true tragedy— A sick horse nosing around the meadow...