A Woman Without a Country: Poems | 
A great Irish poet (d. 27th April 2020)
Sea Change
What did he leave me, my grandfather,
Who lost his life in a spring tempest
At the Chaussée des Pierres Noires
At the edge of Biscay?
With his roof of half-seen stars
His salty walls rising higher and higher
To the last inch of the horizon
He built nothing I could live in.
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