Leaving Trinity College
Bishop Berkeley in my head

Remembering the following limerick
Which I once in Reno read:


           “There once was a man named Todd
              Who found it exceedingly odd
              To think that a tree
              Should continue to be
              When no one’s about on the quad

              Dear Sir,
                             Your astonishment’s odd
              For I am always about on the quad
              And that’s why this tree
              Shall continue to be
              Signed Yours Faithfully,
  
              God.                                           “


I leave the Book of Kells
Then look ahead

James Joyce statue
Snow for the Dead

I remember Himself
As my grandmother said

Where will we now be led?