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MUSIC OF IRELAND by Lucien Quincy Senna  you say your heart achesfor the music I makeMama scented fleursa long ocean of flourescent spatterthat grass green clinicsplashed the fragile watersAdmitted me to the drumcalling you Sirwhen you declared we’d stay awaya forest of non-decisionsmoss, fern, emerald quiet livesDundalkSinging to Bachhis silent nightsApart we are. [Photo: Annie Griffiths Belt; Farmer, Dingle, Ireland, carrying his eleventh child. via National Geographic.]

MUSIC OF IRELAND by Lucien Quincy Senna

 
you say your heart aches
for the music I make
Mama scented fleurs
a long ocean of flourescent spatter
that grass green clinic
splashed the fragile waters
Admitted me to the drum
calling you Sir
when you declared we’d stay away
a forest of non-decisions
moss, fern, emerald quiet lives
Dundalk
Singing to Bach
his silent nights
Apart we are.

[Photo: Annie Griffiths Belt; Farmer, Dingle, Ireland, carrying his eleventh child. via National Geographic.]

Posted on December 28th, 2011
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