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10 Sunday May 2015

Posted by Zoetic Words in LIFE, LOVE, MY BOOKS, TORN

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Colonial Australia, horses on ships, Irish Australians, Irish Great Famine

Begrüßung Stute und Fohlen Late for my first Weekend Writing Warriors. Humble apologies. http://www.wewriwa.com

A snippet from my as yet unpublished debut novel, “Torn”, my Irish Australian Colonial. Sailing to the other end of the earth, Mary and Liam are drawn together by concern for a horse…

“Mary barely moved except to snuggle closer to Bess. Liam, watching, felt jealousy rear its ugly head. Jealousy—of a horse? Surely that could not be! Yet his arms hungered for her warmth. He left the stall before his thoughts could run further amok. It was near enough to time for morning chores again and for once he was glad of it. There was nothing like shovelling fresh manure to lay such thoughts to rest.”

 

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Torn

04 Monday May 2015

Posted by Zoetic Words in MY BOOKS, POETRY, TORN

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Colonial Australia, Debut novel, Fiction, Irish Australians, Irish Great Famine, Survivors

Torn is the title of my upcoming debut novel, an Irish/Australian colonial story.
Leaving Cork Harbour, the “Harbour of Tears”, bound for Moreton Bay in colonial Australia is one Mary Ellen.  Here for you is a little hint of her heartache.

Away from my homeland, from Erin’s green isle
I’ll mourn you my dear ones for yet a wee while
You sleep and you slumber in graves wide and deep
Together forever I trust in His keep
I swore on your deathbed I’d live to tell why
You sleep in that grave now while others pass by
Our crops, yes those praeties, were hit by the blight
With nought left to eat and no strength left to fight
I promised you, Ma, I’d go over the sea
Away to that land where e’en poor ones are free
We sail ever southward, across the wide world
My heart it is breaking, for freedom unfurled
There’s Michael and Patrick and Denis and John
We leave you behind as we sail ever on
My sweet Ma and dear Da I will love you for ever
I’ll remember your faces. Forget you? No never.

© Zoe Younger 2013

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