the WILDE JOURNEY
Sir William, a pioneering doctor, historian, and archeologist, knew well the historical import of this, the most westerly part of Europe which had given birth and inspiration to many famous writers, among them Yeats, Goldsmith, Moore, Synge, and of course his own brilliant son, Oscar.
As daylight fades, the bronze and olive tones that tint the dark rich soil and limestone outcroppings become long streaks of crimson, green, and orange in the mild Tipperary twilight, beneath which joyous landscape a thousand subterraneous rivers run through fissures in the age-old limestone rock; rising in the interior of caverns, vast pools bubble up, cool, clear, pure water oozes through the crevices of stones and follows nature’s time worn paths in search of lower climes.
Oblivious to the seasons,
unmindful of the rhythmic movement of the age,
there still remains, unchanged,
the inherent nature of the ancient land
and the cold,