A Note to Bono and Some other Irish Guys on St. Patrick’s Day

Bono, Paul
name those streets
it’s time
it’s time.

Mr. Joyce, James
yes,
that sea
still tightens the scrotum.

Mr. Beckett, Sam
we’re waiting
we’re waiting
we’re waiting

Mr. O’Brien, Flann,
Myles of the Little Horses
this is not about a bicycle.
My dad once told me
you were a regular
on the last bus out of the city,
heading home to Booterstown
langered, stotious,
three sheets to the wind
whether this was an observation
or a judgement or an exaggeration
I could never quite figure
but if you should meet my dad
in that section of heaven
reserved for former residents of South Dublin
please say hi from me
and I hope it’s always late June up there
and the evening is stretching its legs
and the light is like filtered longing.

Taking part in Open Link over at dverse

21 thoughts on “A Note to Bono and Some other Irish Guys on St. Patrick’s Day

  1. kim881

    I love this poem, Jim! It reminds me of everything I miss about Ireland, and it’s thirty-eight years since I left. I couldn’t suppress a chuckle at the lines about Flann O’Brien and the bicycle and:
    ‘you were a regular
    on the last bus out of the city,
    heading home to Booterstown
    langered, stotious,
    three sheets to the wind’
    I haven’t heard those expression is years!
    Here’s one back at you for St Patrick’s Day, which I wrote in 2018:
    On a soft morning…
    rain strokes the earth, greening
    leaves and grass, the porter
    scent of turf smoke fills the hills
    and, in the river, water chuckles
    at a joke, a limerick or the jaunty song
    a musician whistles on the long
    road home from a late night session
    and whispers in the rover’s ear:
    go n-éirí an bóthar leat.

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  2. Ali Grimshaw

    I really liked your ending,
    “please say hi from me
    and I hope it’s always late June up there
    and the evening is stretching its legs
    and the light is like filtered longing.”

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  3. sanaarizvi

    This is incredibly beautiful and heartfelt! I am especially moved by; ” the light is like filtered longing.”💝💝

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