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An Gorta Mór - The Great Hunger

written by: Joyce Butler



There's nothing I can say to you
all light has left your young green eyes
The prátaí in the fields below are
blighted; rotten on for miles
Taking our family and our friends
the Famine Ship waits on the shore
A chara, from my empty hands
take all my prayers
I'll take your woes



Prátaí - potatoes (in Irish)
Chara - friend (in Irish)

Joyce Butler

Joyce Butler

I'm 41 years old. Mother of 2 from Waterford, Ireland. I work full-time as a Clerical Officer. I love to write poetry, micropoetry and short stories when I have time.
I was shortlisted for the Atlantis Short Story Prize 2015 and I've written the first draft of a book.
Joyce Butler

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