STREET NAMES I hear the street names on the radio and map reported bomb or barricade: this was my childhood's precinct, and I know how such streets look, down to the very shade of brick, of paintwork on each door and sill, what school or church nearby one might attend, if there's a chance to glimpse familiar hill between the chimneys where the grey slates end. Yet I speak only of appearances, a stage unpeopled, not the tragic play: though actual faces of known families flash back across the gap of fifty years; can these be theirs, the children that today rage in the fetters of their fathers' fears? -- John Hewitt, "Collected Poems" (1991)