Broagh lyrics
by Seamus Heaney
Riverbank, the long rigs
Ending in broad docken
And a canopied pad
Down to the ford.
The garden mould
Bruised easily, the shower
Gathering in your heelmark
Was the black O
In Broagh,
Its low tattoo
Among the windy boortrees
And rhubarb-blades
Ended almost
Suddenly, like that last
Gh the strangers found
Difficult to manage