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Maybe the first secret gallery in Doolin, Co. Clare, Ireland

Little poems from Doolin

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Eight years ago, when I visited Doolin for about a month during my M.A, I wrote these poems that slightly resemble Haiku poetry. I wrote them as I walked near the Cliffs of Moher and across The Burren. Now they are draped over our sofa on lengths of cotton! Little did I know that my family would one day sit on the words in the very same house! Life is very unpredictable and mysterious!

 

Here

horses graze

among sea-foam

 

Looking down

the sea-gulls

are imitating stars

 

Floating on

even thistles

become soft

 

Every day

I walk

a circle

 

The moon

is reflected

in a distant rock-pool

 

Wind is blowing

even horses

cling to mountains

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Written by Marianne Slevin

26 October, 2008 at 6:36 pm

Posted in Words

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