Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
New poem for my Patrons
A little look at how the fair folk’s influence seems to have sunk its teeth into modern politics.
…we learned to hang iron, throw salt, leave out butter and cream…
Don’t you want the clink clank of gold…?
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Mabh Savage 