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Ryan O'Leary
Poems
Nov 2019
Maw Shea De Hulla
I attended school in the latter
mid of this last century.
It was even before Ireland
went into the EEC.
We were almost 100% Catholic
back then, and no foreigners.
None of us had ever seen a
black person, we had no TV.
Yet, on every counter top was
a box collecting for black babies.
Our town was called Magh Allah
in Irish, yet we'd no idea of Arabic.
Only twelve miles away, there was
another town with a Muslim name.
It is called Kan Turk, though Baltimore
Cork was sacked by Algerians 16th C.
Still, there was not a trace of a Minaret
anywhere, round towers yes, no Mosques.
All of this I found confusing, because our
teacher was called Maw Shea De Hulla.
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Ryan O'Leary
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(Mallow.)
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