It’s all the same to the sun what it rises on —
On the windows in houses in Georgian squares;
On bees swarming to blitz suburban gardens;
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: aubade, Irish, Michael Longley, Nuala Ní Dhomhnaill, translation
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