Three Poems

Here We Are

Dancing down O'Connell Street: 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3.
I look happy there - don't I?

A bit less clear now - I think it's Dun Laoghaire -
children perhaps, walking out towards cormorants,
or maybe just cormorants.

You can see the view from my bedroom window here -
    those are
tourists on the far side of the river, walking under blue and
    red umbrellas
to give a sense of scale to the landscape.

This is St Kevin's stone prayer hut - that's his arm out of
    the window
holding a blackbird's nest all through the spring.

Here's Kathleen, a local girl, her face being
whipped with a handful of nettles.

This is a small clump of moss.
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