Sunday Miscellany: Indomitable Poem/the Northern Lights, by Jamie O'Connell

After the evening news, we got into the car and made our way up the hill, fleeing the lights of Kenmare town.

I was still in my slippers, my husband John in his tartan pyjama bottoms, both wrapped in our large coats grabbed from the hallway rack... 'God willing' we’d see it; we’d stay until half ten and hope to witness this ‘indomitable poem’...

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