Tag: irish
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Inner City Oldtime
Our own tongue throat stranger And failing to nourish will or may perish We pause, wishing to answer betters in Irish Cannot know a lost language Vanishes, we answer in English Less than swill of which our Liffey consists. What is Irishness What is native wit? Slack jaws guffawing Slenting houses built from haunted bricks…
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Pissed up pagan
If you chance to take a glance over see a man whose not sober Not quite soulless but his prayers groaned go to silt-bellied Sobek Piss off a pagan you get your guts garlanded over a henge You’ll get wrecked with my neolithic vengeance, mediaeval weapons Know you pissed off a pagan When aches and…
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Stillorgan
Looking at her aura like I’m watching a film in the Stillorgan Ormonde Coming out, orienting finding the tip of Viscount Lord Allen’s Obelisk Walking through Glenalbyn, snapshot memories Old photo album perambulated Shuttered swimming pool where I won my only ever sports medal Once cut my foot getting into the pool on the metal…