“Count
then your blessings, hold in mind
All
that has loved you or been kind:
Those
women on their mercy missions,
Rescue
work with kiss or kitchens,
Perceiving
through the comic veil
The
poet’s spirit in travail.
Gather
the bits of road that were
Not
gravel to the traveller
But
eternal lanes of joy
On
which no man who walks can die.”—Irish poet and novelist Patrick Kavanagh
(1904-1967), “Prelude,” in Irish Poems, edited by Matthew
McGuire (2011)
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