Canto CC

Most days I feel about as Irish as
a barrel in the Leicester Square O’Neils;
those stupid, spongy, bright green Guinness hats;

U2’s fanbase; poets that tell tales
of rural strife but teach at NYU—
and don’t forget St Patrick came from Wales.

I don’t feel English either but the truth
is that my Paddyness is truly plastic,
but more than most Irish Americans whose

Irish blood is feckin’ homoeopathic.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Mar 21, 2012 @ 01:26:59

    I guess, if push came to shove, I’d describe you as a Londoner…and that for a poet is about as good as it gets.

    Reply

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