my muse —by Conghalaigh my muse is despairing the one i seek because she understands the sexuality of scent and she cries not knowing she is a fortress who has shed the only thing that can tumble its foundation the suffocating vine Page last updated 25 Sep 2006 Background and Ireland's OWN logo  by Míchealín Daugherty Copyright © 2006 Ireland's OWN. All Rights Reserved.