Tag: irish poetry
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Magic is like a mushroom One head before thine eye Scarce belies abundant bloom Subterranes, fearful sky One million unique crafts Cults of infinite variety Masterplan master’s laughs Engulfed flames the piety Piles of hewn noses Cleft to spite faces Red paint reed raised Moses Death these vile places Erase thereof traces Multitudinous as the…