Time to let the breeze fade a little for this Northern soul

My uncle Pat once declared that he owns one of the rarest books in existence. Pat said he has a volume of his brother’s poetry which isn’t signed.

I have one of the more common editions of Seamus’s books, and it’s a cherished possession, especially because of the inscription on the flyleaf.

In my copy of Human Chain, Seamus wrote: “For Paddy — who always gives us a lift with the breeze.”