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"duine" poems
Met skewe takke, met 'n krom stam en die seerste dorings wat in my vasklou Daar waar die bloeds aar le vind ek jou in die donker nag met die skeinheilige lig wat ons altwee verblind En so ontmoet ons in die rooi valende duine met die vonke van 'n vuur binne my.
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Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 5:46 AM UTC
Met Rooi Rose
An bhfuil duine ar bith ag tabhairt aird orm? Níl, táim i mo thaibhse, ag siúl gach lá Gan duine ar bith ag rá, conas atá? Chomh imeallaithe leis an teanga álainn atá in úsáid agam. Ní thuigfidh daoine an dán seo. Ní thuigeann daoine mise.
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 5:41 PM UTC
Dán gan teideal
THE BACKWARD LOOK ( for D.B. ) the blackbird leaves me a note pinned to the sky that blue beyond blue the tide of the moment turning turning Time like apple blossom falling through my mind the little boy unable to believe that this day is not made of forever and only now I walk back through my self to unpin the note the blackbird wrote with his voice still pinned to that self same sky the blue so still beyond even its self I, at last, able to read the birds words its language a secret no longer to me "I  sing..."  it says  "...I sing because all this must die!" "I sing the moment's tide its turning always turning!" It's throat full of song glorying in being alive for this one eternal moment *** I was reading Frank O'Connor's series of lectures on early Irish poetry ( THE BACKWARD LOOK )and listening to both Bowie's newest and an old favourite of mine LODGER. I was at the start of FANTASTIC VOYAGE when the seemingly impossible news of his death trickled through and I went to BBC to confirm that...it was not so. It was so. A moment ago he had been singing( as he had been singing for me all these years ): "In the event that this fantastic voyage Should turn to erosion and we never get old Remember it's true, dignity is valuable But our lives are valuable too" I was also reading this 4 line fragment from the 9th century : "There is one    I would wish to see again, And give the golden world to win -     All, all, though all were vain." "Fil duine      Frismbad buide lemm díuterc Ara tabrainn in mbith mbuide      Uile, uile, cid díupert." And  so I wrote him this little poem....THE BACKWARD LOOK.
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Aug 19, 2022
Aug 19, 2022 at 3:38 PM UTC
THE BACKWARD LOOK ( for D.B. )
THE BACKWARD LOOK ( for D.B. ) the blackbird leaves me a note pinned to the sky that blue beyond blue the tide of the moment turning turning Time like apple blossom falling through my mind the little boy unable to believe that this day is not made of forever and only now I walk back through my self to unpin the note the blackbird wrote with his voice still pinned to that self same sky the blue so still beyond even its self I, at last, able to read the birds words its language a secret no longer to me "I  sing..."  it says  "...I sing because all this must die!" "I sing the moment's tide its turning always turning!" It's throat full of song glorying in being alive for this one eternal moment *** I was reading Frank O'Connor's series of lectures on early Irish poetry ( THE BACKWARD LOOK )and listening to both Bowie's newest and an old favourite of mine LODGER. I was at the start of FANTASTIC VOYAGE when the seemingly impossible news of his death trickled through and I went to BBC to confirm that...it was not so. It was so. A moment ago he had been singing( as he had been singing for me all these years ): "In the event that this fantastic voyage Should turn to erosion and we never get old Remember it's true, dignity is valuable But our lives are valuable too" I was also reading this 4 line fragment from the 9th century : "There is one    I would wish to see again, And give the golden world to win -     All, all, though all were vain." "Fil duine      Frismbad buide lemm díuterc Ara tabrainn in mbith mbuide      Uile, uile, cid díupert." And  so I wrote him this little poem....THE BACKWARD LOOK.
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táim óg agus tá mé sean dá fheicthe ná rudaí a bhfeicim páistí, cairde, clann tá súile againn uilig tá chroí againn uilig tá saoirse againn uilig tá ádh orainn ábalta labhairt ábalta canadh ábalta am a caitheadh lenár teaghlaigh níl an t-ádh ag gach duine glac cúpla soicind nuair atá tú ag gaire s' ag guí glac an deas atá agat agus cuir é in úsáid.
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Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 12:00 PM UTC
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