The poet Kevin Higgins died last week. I knew him as a mentor. I don’t think any of us can get through life without our mentors, whether they visit us for a single moment in adulthood or guide us through our most formative years.
As it happened, I met Kevin Higgins only once, at a poetry reading in Dublin. We both had pieces in an anthology edited by Jenny Farrell.
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