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INAGH VALLEY. LATE NOVEMBER
Winter, and Beola’s fierce peaks, stand their ancient ground. Derryclare, defiant Binn Chorr, and farther west the great Binn Bhraoin. November sunlight moves across their glistening shoulders, while purple clouds, rich, gold-pleated, churn and roll, on the slopes above the black lake. Day fades from the deep glens, and boggy foothills. Night comes down, and the valley, filling with darkness, waits, desolate and still.
(James Harpur)
