|A Night of Poetry in Galway, Ireland
The Irish poets recite, tonight
From the small stage at the B&K wine bar
The first scrawny poet, a Cockney,
Warns us not to "bite the hand that feeds us,"
And proceeds to bite his hand
Growling with abandon
Next is a young anarchist
Who's got a problem with a guy named Jack,
Who eats your food, drinks your drinks,
Smokes your fags, steals your girl,
A blonde broad-shouldered poet then laments:
Lesbians felt like lepers
Under Catholic Ireland
So bring back the pagans
An American with sapphire eyes holds her own
Dissing her Cannuck lover
Who could "fuck but not love."
The MC collects money for the poets
"Why don't you give us a poem, then?" someone says
"I have nothing prepared," I say
"Make something up, Yank," comes the answer,
"You had the balls to invade Iraq,
You can create a fecking poem."
I offer to recite Yeats
"We don't allow that classical shite here!"
The crowd is thirsty for drink and the blood of poets
"Recite or buy the house a round."
A guitar sits on the stage
"Today marks the birthday of America's greatest song writer."
I play 'It's All Over Now, Baby Blue.'"
Some lines resonate with these Irish poets:
"All your sea sick sailors they are rowing home
Your empty handed army is all going home…"
Patrons hoist their glasses in a birthday salute
To the Minnesota Bard
— Michael Corrigan
Michael Corrigan retired from Idaho State University where he taught
speech communications and English.He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize
for a story, "Free Fall." Corrigan has published eight books, including
a recent novel about the Irish in the American Civil War: Mulligan.
Alex Hyde-White narrates his novel, These Precious Hours, for an
audiobook at ACX. The online magazine, Atticus, will soon publish
his article about American playwright and actor, Sam Shepard. His short
story, Precious Hours, was published in The Irish American Post, in summer,
The Irish American Post is
pleased to review poetry submissions for potential publication. Please
email your work to Martin Russell, poetry editor, firstname.lastname@example.org.
Or mail poems to:
Russell c/o The Post, 1815
W. Brown Deer Rd., Milwaukee, Wis. 53217.