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May 9, 1502
Tis th’ moment, th’ sound o’ th’ anchor risin,’ Th’ smel o’ soil soon tae be but a mem’ry, Th’ winds a fillin’ th’ sheets, an’ Th’ great meestery o’ darkness, Nae a star tae follow, Th’ sky indeed covers … Continue reading
The Stores
Mak ready, coil th’ ropes Set your stores ablow. fair th’ hulls load the tuns an’ th’ flagons stow the oakum An’ blacken th’ sides wi’ pitch Mak ready for th’ roll o’ th’ sea . . . Th’ sirens … Continue reading
Sanctuary on the Via de Santiago
Whe’ wrathful blows th’ foamy An’ th’ win` cuts tae th’ marrow An’ th’ clouds drap doon thair ire wi’ a mighty fis’ and breath. Come seek for th’ sheltering bosom ‘yon th’ wavy tunder. A place called home it … Continue reading
Palos
City o’ th’ west Maker o’ widows Mater o’ orphans releaser o’ sorrows City o’ woes thou art nah home tah me City o’ th’ west Gatherer o’ the lost Gateway tah th’ abyss Tah th’ yawning jaws o’ Bleak … Continue reading
The Portage
Ye can smell th’ fresh new season; ‘Tis in th’ air and in th’ moist turned brou. ‘Tis found in th’ wattles and In th’ lapping o’ waves In th’ green hills ‘n’ in th’ Purple lupins that blsses th’ … Continue reading
The Quiet Men
Men o’ flesh ‘n’ bone Sea faring men Have forsaken thair mother’s arms Fur th’ guilders an’mysteries o’ Calypso. Men o’ flesh ‘n’ bone Answer tae th’ call o’ th’ villain wind She lures thaim frae th’ shores Tae th’ … Continue reading
The Ancient Queen
In the land called Tír na nÓg. Frae th’ days of aulden wonders, Frae th’ days of that first dawning, Sin th’ days o’ a’ creation, Frae th’ corners of th’ continent, To th’ edges of th’ brim, Across the … Continue reading
Season of the Wind
Th’ toun has shut her eyelids tight, Th’ selvic dwellers too, An’ nae new place is safe fro’ lee While angry seas blow foam. Th’ seagull overlooks th’ toun, the mastiff guards the bay, ‘n’ whin th’ footsteps o’ th’ … Continue reading
The Mariner’s Grief
Na a soul finds favor, Nae one mother’s son. Nae even th’ cauld stanes Find rest inside the water kip. Na beast is cried upon. Na air remains tae breathe Into oor lungs. Na single thing is new, Na mother’s … Continue reading
Th’ Men o’ th’ Ocean Sea
It was th’ tide o’ kings an’ kingly men, Whe’ the worl’ was young It was a tide o’ greatness, O’ great men, an’ great deeds, An’ monumental moments. Thay shook th’ pillars o’ heaven whin thay traivelt upon th’ … Continue reading
