We all claim to love it. At the mention of Poetry, the favourite poems we learned at school come rushing back: The Snare, White Fields and Danny , by James Stephens, Trees by Joyce Kilmer, The Presence of God, by Joseph Mary Plunkett, Sycamore Tree, by John D. Sheridan, A Cradle Song,, by Padraic Colum, When You are Old by William Butler Yeats, My Land, by Thomas Davis and so many more. We have lined-up and sought out our favourite Poets – Burns, Byron, Wordsworth, Keats, Hopkins, Heaney, Oliver, Kavanagh – all for a purpose, all for different reasons. The gift they have appeals. Their poems carry depth of meaning. …