“Grey morning dulled the bay. Banks of clouds, Howth just one more bank, rolled to sea, where other Howths grumbled to greet them. Swollen spumeless tide. Heads that bobbed like floating gulls and gulls that floating bobbed like heads. Two heads.
At swim, two boys.”
Scribner, London, Toronto, Sydney, 2001
Scribner, New York, 2002