JOHN LANE

Probably Carrigaline's most outstanding poet, Sean 0 Leighin, (John Lane) was born at the foot of the rock called Carraig Ui' Leighin. During the nineteen-forties he spent the World War Two years working in Portsmouth and London at various jobs - navvy, slater-tiler, cafe manager. This period of his life is retold in his 'Letter from the Past', in which he describes the horror of the London blitz.

When the war was over he returned with his family, and settled again in his native Carrigaline, close by Ronog's Well which he helped to renovate and revitalize in later years.

Poetry was John Lane's medium of self-expression since he was a young schoolboy. During the thirties he had verse published in magazines such as Motley and Ireland Today. In later years his work found its way into various publications - Irish Press, Sunday Independent, Cork Weekly Examiner, Holly Bough, Cork Evening Echo. In 1970 a collection of his poems under the title of 'Sounds in the Silence' was published by the Sean Dorman Manuscript Society, Cornwall.


My Beautiful

I'll leave you now. I go to till
The hills of Kinnalea;
But come again to you I will,
My beautiful Ballea.

Wild fountains from your mountains gush,
Your rillets run and play;
Wild honeysuckled woodlands hush
My beautiful Ballea.

The waters pour their magic power,
Their dreams from day to day;
My shining shower, my crowded hour,
My beautiful Ballea.

Up Hosford's Hill, round Fenwick's Mill
My dreams will always stray.
I love you still, till death I will,
My beautiful Ballea.

When life has fled: when I am dead,
When all my thoughts are clay,
Across your heart I'll lay my head,
My beautiful Ballea.