lines from "all hallows"
when there were stone houses
or on the walled hovels even
the jointstools were warm at the hearth
and the cottage doors
they were left open the night long
that fell dark when the dead came home
that was until the famine
and who was left living then
if only the walking dead
and the turf fires went cold
the dead and the living dead
who was left to whisper their names
or tell them how much she loved them
