Poems About Panches

i thought it was fitting for the topic, because ther are some amazing poets from ireland. Are these really old, or are these more recent? These are aptually more recent. There were some older ones, but they were superlong. First poem, as the moon at midnight moves through the starry sky, out there in the bog land,. The banche shill cry is a brief, loud, shrill screech that into the depths of the soul seems to reach. And those who have heard it will never forget the loud, ear piercing scream till the day of their death. By francis duggan.