Reminders on March 17

 

Oh, to be in Erin when the heather

starts to bloom; young again together

in the places we had been:

round the Ring of Kerry, counting swans

at Coole, on the Galway Hooker

for a trip to Inishmore, on

the Dart in Dublin that hugs its

southern shore where the view

above Killiney stirred my soul before.

 

We’ll celebrate St. Pat’s in Erin,

raise a glass of Guinness

at a pub in County Cork

where the voice of Uncle Dennis

echoes forth amidst the din,

“You’re a Yank that’s new to Irish brew.

stick to the half pints, Jim.”