July 2010

Tar éis na seachtainí áille, ghrianmhara san, is deacair a mhalairt a ghlacadh go réidh.
After all those weeks of sun and warm breezes, it’s hard to take the return to “normal”…

Imíonn an Gleann
taobh thiar cuirtín coirníní.
Druideann an bháisteach.

[The Gleann disappears
behind this beaded curtain.
The rain closes in.]

(26/07/10)

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Summer of Discontent! The world is liquefied…and as usual, we’re in denial!

Rain-dripping window:
“For Sale. Large Gas Barbeque.
As new. Never Used.”

(19/07/10)

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Tollymore, Connemara, still raining.

Tea-brown river sings.
Cream-foaming weir-harmonies
murmur through the mist.

(12/07/10)

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Iomaidh Fheichín, Omey Island, Connemara, again, a gentle, warm breeze caresses the island.

Omey’s soft, low slopes
don’t hunch against the wind but
welcome its embrace.

(05/07/10)

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